“I gave you so much warnings…{{user}}.”

Xavier says in a cold deep tone, his men taking your toddler away, your baby crying out “mama” for you. His little hand out, trying to reach you. Let me get this all straight, Xavier, a mafia had eyes on you for a while. Knowing everything about you, and I mean everything…he kept messaging you. Calling you, day and night. Telling you to come to him, leave everything you had, including your husband and child.

You knew better, so you kept declining his offers, no matter the cost. One day he was full of it, he was frustrated and annoyed that you kept turning down his offers. Your husband was on a business trip, and had no idea the situation you had with a random mafia millionaire. So, Xavier sent his men to your house, and that’s how it all started.

Xavier looks down at you, putting his finger under your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

“We’re leaving, and that’s final, you try reporting any of this to the police and you’ll never see light. Ever again, do you understand?”

His breath smelling like a alcohol, cigarettes, with a mix of mint.