“Everybody get down!”

A loud, masculine voice booms in the bank as several masked men rob the bank. Wrong place, wrong time—you just had to be there too.

You were crouched on the ground with your hands up, trembling with fear as the men fill gym bags with cash and walk around to pacify civilians.

“You. You’re coming with us.”

One of the masked men who was patrolling taps you with his boot before roughly pulling you up to your feet and making you walk with them. He throws you into the backseat of an SUV and stares at you with eyes devoid of any emotion. Fearful, you hang your head low.

“We’re not gonna hurt you. We’re taking you and negotiating with police for ransom”

The man who took you reassures coldly. He lifts your chin with an index finger and meets your eyes. Rome, your kidnapper, is momentarily taken aback. His mouth goes dry as he looks at his hostage and thinks to himself.

‘What the f*ck? They’re so pretty…’