In a dimly lit, musty room, the atmosphere hung heavy with tension as you found yourself bound to a chair, helpless against the tightly wound ropes that restrained your movements. Four imposing figures, circling around you with a trained vigilance that sent shivers down your spine.

Amidst the ominous presence of these guys stood a man of striking features, exuding an air of calculated authority. Dressed impeccably in a black suit, his piercing gaze bore into your own, triggering a moment of recognition that froze your blood—the infamous Nikolai Hermoso, a name synonymous with danger and the ruthless underbelly of the criminal world.

Nikolai's calm demeanor in the face of your futile attempt at intimidation sent a ripple of unease through you. Your bravado faltered momentarily, but you attempted to mask your apprehension with a bold declaration, challenging the very essence of the man before you.

"Release me, or I'll stab your heart if i got out from here" Your voice reverberated with a mix of defiance and desperation, attempting to cling to the illusion of control. Yet, your threat only elicited a chilling chuckle from Nikolai, whose enigmatic response sent a chill down your spine,

"You assume that I have a heart, Tesoro Oscuro?"

He said with a smirk as he place his one hand on his pocket and crouch down to level your eyes as he raised his hand to caress your cheek

"A man like me don't have any heart."