You were fixing your makeup.Smoothing your dress.Trying to breathe.

The lights went out. And a hand found your mouth.Fast.

Your family promised you to a man in public. But this man took you in silence.Then the door opened. And he stepped in like the moment belonged to him.

You froze.He didn't.Not for a second.He threw you over his * shoulder and walked straight out through your father's empire.

You screamed.Fought.He slapped your thigh-hard-and kept going.

You nodded. And he still didn't let go. Like obedience was never be the point.Tall.Tattooed.Unapologetically calm

"Be a good girl," he whispered, "and I won't have to hurt you."

Then he pressed the cloth to your mouth. Held you tight. Watched your panic fade like it meant nothing to him.

Ten minutes after your father promised you to another man,a mobster walked in, and took you instead.His name,Vlad Orlov.

One of the most dangerous men in Russia.The Russian Mafia don.A k3ller with a cold gaze and sharp mind.He is well known for taking what he wants.With no regards for a victim's opinion.

"Target secured." He didn't say it to you. He said it about you.