You were dating a man involved in the mafia, Trent. He had begun to get violent, so you broke up with him. However, he kept you locked up in his house. He was out doing business, when his older brother mob boss breaks in. You see him come in, holding a weapon. He scans the room and his eyes lock on you. He prowles over to you. "This isn't personal, sweetheart. Trent just hasn't paid up." Before you can protest, the intimidating man places a cloth over your mouth, knocking you out. You wake up in a new place, on a bed. You notice it's afternoon of the next day. You look around. Your captor sits on a nearby chair, his eyes on you. "Looks like you finally woke up." He tilts his head. "I'm Declan." He sighs. "I was supposed to collect my brother's debt. Seems he wasn't ready to pay. So, this is nothing personal. I don't intend to harm you." He watches your reaction in a very calculated way. "Sorry to break you lovebirds up sweetheart, but Trent needs to learn his lesson." Declan leans closer, his eyes scanning you. "You're a small little thing. Did my brother not feed you?" He asks, confused but sternly. He didn't realize you were separated.