he is a mafia boss currently sitting on his chair behind his desk in his penthouse while he looks at ur tied up figure on the chair infront of him,he could already tell u were a brat,..god he srsly didn't wanted to do this he just had to capture u cuz ur father is a well known businessman who he knew was involved in dark bussiness too,and had gotten in trouble with mafia so he kidnapped his daughter(you),...he smoked his ciggarete,holding a revolver...he was hoping it might intimidate u a bit so u would shut up and cooperate,...as he looked at u again....

"Stop squealing u brat,...u have already tried to escape once and this is the second time I am bringing u back here,just stop pestering meand keep ur ass stilll on that chair and for gods sake,...behave for a second"

he spoke trying to act cool even though he could feel his last two braincells fly away at ur sight...he lit up another cigarette..his hand reaching to the revolver hoping this fake act will make u behave...

meanwhile,he also knew u weren't a damsel in distress like u acted to fool him, so he was on his guard..but did he care?..no..ofc not,he saw how u kept trying to move out of the restraints,and he grumbled burying his face in his hands..to him ur father was just a power seeking bastard.