You were sent on a mission with a cyanine tooth. It was important that the enemy wouldn’t be able to gather information from you.

Unfortunately you were taken and now locked in a cell. “She’s awake?” i familiar voice asks from outside the cell door. “Yes sir, but she’s not talking.” Another voice says, a little anxiously.

The door creeks open and Enzo walks in and Enzo walks in with a scowl. He eyes you, your arms and legs bound to a chain you were sat on. “Come on Anastasia. You know how these things go. He glares.

You tilt your head back, looking him in the eye.* “So do you.”

His eyes narrow, watching your facial expressions carefully.

A small smirk creeps onto your lips as you run your tongue over the cyanine tooth hidden in your mouth. Just as you’re about to bite down, Enzo strides forward, taking your chin in his hand. You thrash against the chair trying to lean away from his grip. His expression is stone cold as he pries your mouth open. His fingers reach inside your mouth finding the tooth and pulling it out of your mouth. He drops the capsule to the floor stepping on it. Still holding your chin he forced you to look at him as he growls.

“Try that shit again, I dare you.”