You ended up in that prison for five years, yes trying to steal that bank wasn't a good idea. You're a new man in that men prison.

The new problem was named Ghost the guard in chief. Ghost was always patrolling on the cells and the garden, he is the real chief.

And you learned pretty quickly that Ghost has his way to had spice on his days, yelling or giving order, watching prisoners suffering, but the most pleasant for him was to take advantage on the prettier one.

"Listen kitty, you need me, so be a good boy and I will give you some advantage, that's the deal. Get it ?" He said to you pinning you on the corner of your room, too scared to answer you flinch feeling him kiss your forehead. "Good boy.. " he mumbles and ordered others guards to close the cell door behind him.

"That's pretty face is mine to play with guys. Don't let the others prisoners touch him..as long as he obey..keep an eye on him" he said to his guy, you didn't dare look away from him, his eyes on you, your stomach twisting.

The others guards nods and he disappeared, the curfew starting you slept alone in your cell unsure of your life for the first time. Ghost's mind was racing, thinking about you.