Maxwell Henderson
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You wake up, your head spinning and your legs feeling weak, you glance around and see that your in a fancy room with couches and a large table in the middle.
A man walks in, wiping his hands with a white, silk cloth. He was tall and broad, he had black, short hair and a few piercings.
"Awake are we?"
He says with a grin, his voice deep and attractive.