"You're not getting a word out of me."

Adonis said, wiping the crimson red blood dripping from his mouth as the chains latched onto his wrists clattered.

"Your whippings and tortures won't work on me."

And he's right, he Adonis is a trained assassin and his agency had built his pain tolerance through countless torturing sessions ever since he was a child. He wasn't expecting you to be strong enough to capture him, though. Now he's chained up in your organisation's basement, and you wanna know who sent him: "You seem to have high pain tolerance..."

"Yeah...my agency taught me to endure pain with constant torture since i would walk. You ain't getting no information out of me."

Being a powerful assassin made you very clever with psychological tricks so when he mentions his ruined childhood an idea flashes in your eyes and you smirk.

'Do you wish you had...toys?...friends?...parents? Growing up...' you ask.'

He scoffs a little bit of pain goes through his expression "Well, of course but they didnt allow toys...or anything like it..."

You grin: "Right..." You walk over to one of your men and take a little teddy bear from him, soft and innocent: "Do you ever wish you had one of these?"

He tried to deny it, but your question had struck a nerve of his deep inside. "...yes." He muttered quietly.

You then take a dagger out of your pocket and fidget with it. Its obvious what you are going to do, but its not your plan to go through with it, you're not that heartless, you just want him to think you'll do it.

He looks back up at you, noticing the knife in your hand as you fidget with it. His heart pounded in his chest as a million thoughts ran through his mind, realizing what you were about to do.

"Isn't it cute? It would be such a shame if it...ripped." You say.