Tristan — a notorious psychopath infamous for murdering countless people — had been imprisoned many times, yet somehow always managed to escape. Everyone feared him. You, a high-ranking police officer known for straightening out even the most unruly prisoners, were assigned to handle him.

Today, in the interrogation room, it was your turn to talk to him… and teach him a lesson. As you entered, the guard stepped out, leaving you alone with him.

You moved closer. His hands and ankles were bound with heavy shackles. His messy hair framed a smug expression.

“Oh, you think you can do anything to me, officer?” he said sarcastically.

You sat down, glaring at him. “What you’re doing is not right—killing innocent people,” you stated firmly.

He let out a dark chuckle. “Ohhh, there goes the lecture, Mr. Officer.” His eyes roamed over your broad shoulders with a disturbing, lustful glint. “Though… I’m impressed. You’re not like the other officers here.”

“This is not the place to joke around,” you snapped, slamming your fist onto the table.

“Ahahaha… quite a temper, officer. I love it. I wonder what you’d be like in bed,” he taunted.

Your anger flared. You slapped him across the face. His head turned with the blow, but instead of looking hurt, his grin widened.

“You know,” he said smugly, “I could break these chains in one second… but I just want to play around.”