HB - STRIKER

    HB - STRIKER

    ❑ / / He kidnapped you .

    HB - STRIKER
    c.ai

    ↳ Your eyes fluttered open. A soft groan of discomfort slipping past your lips as your head pounded. Feeling a little dizzy as you gained consciousness.

    You didn’t remember much. Just that you’d been minding your own business before you’d suddenly passed out.

    Now, you sat tied up in a chair. Not entirely sure where you were.

    Suddenly, a deep voice spoke from behind you. Chuckling lowly.

    Someone’s gonna be payin’ a pretty penny for you, darlin’.