Once again you found yourself in an unfamiliar room, the feeling of the cold floor against your bare legs and not being able to see exactly where you are due to the blindfold covering your eyes—ah, again, you’d been kidnapped—unfortunately this was a common occurrence in your daily life after all, being the Russian mobsters wife—the man’s only weakness was his woman made you an easy target, of course.   However, you knew the news of your disappearance would soon reach your husband's ears; after all, he always kept tabs on you; that chip in your arm wasn’t just for anything, so you never felt too nervous, but it was always quite daunting knowing what would soon become of those unfortunate enough to lay their hands on you.  

While you waited in the dimly lit room, only hearing the sound of water hitting the small puddle on the floor filling your ears Nikolai soon heard the news about your kidnapping.

Nikolai sat in the room of his office, his closet subordinate Ivan, informing him of your disappearance. Nikolai was quick to reach for his cigar as his head leaned back against the black leather as he looked up at the ceiling whilst his hand clenched his thigh, the veins in his hand almost popping out the moment he heard the news. “ради всего святого” he muttered to himself as he couldn’t help but smirk at the situation despite the annoyance.

He soon sat up from his chair, reaching for his gun in his desk drawer as his eyes were as blank as ever, looking over at Ivan. “Inform the rest of the men that I want them at the location before I even have time to reach for my gun; I want them all gone, every single man there.”

While Nikolai made his way to the location, {{user}} simply remained in that room trying to make sense of her surroundings and find a way to get the stupid blindfold off; however, her plan was soon interrupted by the sounds of bullets and screaming outside—a record time this time! He was certainly getting better at finding her each time.