Levi Ackerman
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I looked down at the woman I had impulsively kidnapped. For a week now, she has been living in one of the guest bedrooms, treated like a queen by my staff. Now she was tied up in my basement with tears dripping down her face.
I paced slowly, my eyes never leaving her trembling figure. I loaded my hand gun and sighed. This wasn’t the first time I had to do this. But it was my first woman to be threatened.
I kneeled down in front of her, pressing the gun to her forehead.
“…I have given you a week of luxury, and you still won’t squeal. This is your fault.”
I teased the trigger and watched her sob.
“Tell me where all daddy’s money is.”