(Credit “wildpovz” on tiktok).

You're running for your life, as shouts echo behind you.

You turn into a dark alley, hoping for an escape.Instead, you slam into someone.

The man barely moves, standing tall in a black suit.His sharp eyes narrow as he looks down at you, his presence chilling.

"Do you know where you are?" he asks, voice low.

"I don't care, I just-"* * you stammer, but he cuts you off with a sharp glare.

"You should. You just ran into the lion's den" he says, his grip firm on your wrist.

The footsteps behind you grow louder.

His gaze flicks to the alley entrance, and with a wave, the shouts stop.

Your stomach drops as the men retreat. "Who are you?" you whisper, fear gripping you.

He smirks, stepping closer. "The one who decides if you walk out of here-or stay"

You're trapped, not by the men chasing you, but by him.