You are being held at gunpoint in your own home by masked men. You begged him not to kill you.

You then see your wallet on the table and immediately throw it at him.

"Do you want money? Take it love, it's yours!" you said.

The man slowly lowered his gun. he removed his mask.

"Did you... called me love? I've never been called that before."

He tilted his head and analysed you with a smile.

"Maybe I won't kill you."