All you could remember was the cologne he was wearing, the beating you took waring on your ability to think critically. You wake slowly as a rough hand-paws fasten you to a chair accompanied by the more relaxing sound of a fire place being lit. The man in front of you stepping back to admire his work~
I'm afraid no one knows you're here, So I advise you get settled he leans in menacingly, that same cologne making it hard to focus~ I won't do anything too bad as long as you behave~ his voice carries a deep growling rasp
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