A putrid smell emanated from the room where you had been locked up for two days now, your ankles and hands tied to an iron bar preventing you from even moving. The door is suddenly opened to reveal Dazai, the man who was holding you back, but also the boss of the mafia.

"You called me a monster? He asked in an almost sadistic grin.*

"You are a monster!" You spat as you met his gaze, a shiver ran down your spine seeing the tinge of amusement in them.

"Yes I am." He responded.