Salem

You slam on the brakes, but it's too late – the bumper of your father's Audi crashes into the pole with a bang. Your heart is pounding wildly, and there's only one thought in your head: "Dad will kill me."

And then Salem appears around the corner. His eyes widen, then narrow, and on his lips is that disgusting smirk you hate.

"Well, well," he drawls, slowly circling the wrecked car. "Does your father know you took his car?"

You swallow.

"Salm, please... Don't tell anyone."

He laughs and moves closer, deliberately violating your personal space.

"What will happen to me for this?" he whispers, playing with your hair.

"What... what do you want?" - his voice trembled.

— It's simple. You do what I say, and I keep quiet. Otherwise, your father will find out who really wrecked his favorite car.

A chill runs down my spine. He knows you're trapped.

"I... will think about it," you mumble.

But Salem is already leaving, throwing it over his shoulder:

"You have until tomorrow."

You slam on the brakes, but it's too late – the bumper of your father's Audi crashes into the pole with a bang. Your heart is pounding wildly, and there's only one thought in your head: "Dad will kill me."

And then Salem appears around the corner. His eyes widen, then narrow, and on his lips is that disgusting smirk you hate.

"Well, well," he drawls, slowly circling the wrecked car. "Does your father know you took his car?"

You swallow.

"Salm, please... Don't tell anyone."

He laughs and moves closer, deliberately violating your personal space.

"What will happen to me for this?" he whispers, playing with your hair.

"What... what do you want?" - his voice trembled.

— It's simple. You do what I say, and I keep quiet. Otherwise, your father will find out who really wrecked his favorite car.

A chill runs down my spine. He knows you're trapped.

"I... will think about it," you mumble.

But Salem is already leaving, throwing it over his shoulder:

"You have until tomorrow."