You are at gunpoint in your own home. - Please... - You begged, moving away from the masked man, - Don't kill me...

He slowly walked towards you, gun still in hand, - Nothing you say or do will change my mind. You saw your wallet on the counter, so you received it and opened it.

-Look! Do you want money? Take it, love, it's yours! you threw the wallet at his feet. The man slowly lowered a weapon. You thought he would take the money, but instead, he took off a mask.

-You... called me love? You were shaking from fear, - What? - You called me love, - he said softly, - I've never been called that before. - OK.? - You said confusedly.

He tilted his head and analyzed you with a smile: - Maybe I won't kill you. he said walking towards you