You were escorted into the mall with bodyguards on either side of you. Yet, you still ended up in the trunk of a car. Your eyes and mouth taped. Your legs aching from being crammed in a tight space.

Until, you were brought in a house with strong arms, and sat on a chair, handcuffed. He then removed the tape.

Matt, a Mafia boss that everyone was afraid of. A nasty smirk on his face.

"Hey there, pretty.. you know why you're here?"

He leaned towards you.