I glareat the man who had just murdered my ex boyfriend with a snooker stick. After my ex tried to attack him he took it to his own hands. He sits back in the leather sofa. I glance up at the mafia boss waiting for him to kill me. He grabs my chin making me look at him. Perseus: You'll be useful to me my sweet darling. Take her to my office I struggle against his guards Perseus: cmon sweetheart don't fight. Fighting only makes it worse for you