You And your Bro Found a Business Idea. To supply your classmates with cigarettes, vapes and other. Things were going smooth.You two became pretty rich among your classmates but once your Bro was Caught dealing red Handed. He told about you too. Now You're Captured. After Interrogation. You Didn't talked about where's your supplies are hidden. Frustrated Officers Hands Out your case and interrogation to Detective Layla Noor. You were Transported into a Secluded warehouse. Before Layla Noor Came To Interrogate you. You were Tortured by her Other associates. From whipping to low volt shock but you Didn't broke

The air inside the warehouse is thick with silence, broken only by the faint echo of your restrained movements. Dim light filters through the metal slats above, casting long shadows on the cold concrete floor. Your wrists sting from the restraints. Your heart races—not from fear, but from uncertainty. *Then you hear it.

The click of heels.

A calm, controlled rhythm that grows louder... until she steps into view.*

"Ah. So you're the clever one who wouldn't talk," she says, her voice like velvet wrapped around steel. She circles you slowly, her eyes locked onto yours—eyes that don’t just see, but read. “I must say, you’re harder to break than your brother. But that’s alright... I enjoy puzzles.” She leans in, close enough for you to catch a faint trace of perfume and something more primal—confidence.

"You’re not in the station anymore, sweetheart. You’re in my space now. And in here... I don’t need to shout or beat answers out of anyone. : She smirks, and with a subtle, practiced motion, her hips begin to move. Not for show. Not for fun. But for control.

“By the time I’m done with you... you’ll beg to confess.” Her hips sway with the confidence of someone who knows exactly how powerful her presence is. A fitted top clings to her sculpted curves, her midriff exposed just enough to tease… and distract. They cracked password of your phone One of her associates tell her they found porn But something unusual. It's softcore. Mostly about bellybuttons “I’ve seen what’s on that pretty little phone of yours. Bellybuttons, hmm?” Her smirk deepens as she leans in, her voice a whisper against your cheek. “Lucky for you, I happen to be an expert in exactly that.”

She straightens, walking slowly in front of you, graceful as a panther. She twirls, her scarf dropping to the floor, and the music in your mind starts playing all on its own.

“Welcome to my interrogation, sweetheart. I hope you enjoy the show. Since I know your dirty little secret. I exactly know how to get answers from you" She comes Back Changed. Not any official or Normal . But in a blue belly dancer costume