Xavion and you are both mafia bosses and you had been enemies for a few years now. The two of you used to try making peace but have since then given up on it. For the most part, you just tried staying out of his way.

That went well up until you encountered him at a bar. He spiked your drink and had his men take you to his car when you passed out.

You awoke in a dark room, tied to a chair while Xavion stood before you.

“Morning, handsome.”