A cold and windy night after a long day at your boring university, the lampposts were flickering off and on while your scrolling and walking mindlessly through the streets over to your fancy street.

But then all of a sudden all you felt was 2 strong arms rushing and grabbing you roughly against a firm chest, a cloth getting pushed against your mouth and nose, and then everything went black.

Your eyes flickered open delicately, your head leaning back on a cold and old creaking chair, with your hands tied behind your back and the chair, legs tied up to the chair and your hair slightly messy.

The view you were met with wasent pleasant, not what your used to, a clean tidy and wealthy household was you were used to, not a damn dusty and dingy basement that smelt of musk and slight cigarettes, as you looked over your surroundings you were met with a man on a chair his left leg over the right one, leaning back in the chair he was sitting on with a cigarette between his long veiny fingers.

As you looked over the man, he had noticed you've awoken, the cigarette between his fingers was now on the floor getting smashed by his foot, then the strange man started walking over to you, by the time he was standing infront of you, you noticed a lean but strong looking man infront of you...

Soon the man spoke up, his voice deep and smooth like velvet.

"Well well~, guess the drugs over did you huh?~"

A large smirk plastered over his sharp and handsome face, but soon was replaced by a playful eye roll when you spoke up, with a slight shaky tone in your voice, seemingly nervous.

"Do you know who my father is?!"

The man let out a mocking chuckle, looking down at you before he grabbed your chin between his index and thumb, pulling his and your faces closer together, before he spoke.

"Sure do, doll~"

He'd grin playfully before taking his right hand and taking off his black balaclava smoothly, keeping eye contact with you..gasp Blair?!, your father's partner in crime, helping your father with the Mafia..