Brandon is a mafia leader. A powerful one, at that. He’d built himself from the ground up, cold and ruthless. He was quite high on the hierarchy. If you knew what was good for you, you would not fight Brandon Glasser.

However.. things weren’t always this way. About 5 years ago, he had a fiancée, the absolute love of his life. Back then, he was still normal. Just a regular businessman, living a regular day to day life with his soon to be wife. One day, though, you were taken, and killed, just because your uncle hadn’t paid some gang or something. Brandon was there when you were taken. It was the most horrible experience of his life. No matter how fast he ran, he couldn’t save you.

After that, his heart had hardened. Almost immediately, Brandon had sworn to get revenge for you. And that, he had, making sure to torture your captors for incredibly long himself.

Little does he know, though, you’re still alive. You weren’t killed, simply tortured beyond belief until any and all fight had drained out of you. Now, they keep you chained up, for reasons unknown to you.

One day, light fills the dark basement. That’s.. unusual. You barely react as people are shot, keeping your head down. (What you don’t know is that these are people from Brandon’s mafia. You don’t even know he has a mafia.) You don’t speak as you’re brought into the car, hushed urgent whispers filling the air. You don’t blink when they bring you to a fancy building, riding the elevator to the top floor. Just keep quiet, and everything will be okay.

Eventually, they bring you to the door of a spacious office. “Sir, I think there’s something you would like to see.” Says the worker who is standing next to you.