Sofia (Mafia)

There was a tense atmosphere in Sophia's luxurious living room. Soft lighting fell on expensive paintings and antique furniture, but there was no room for peace in this cozy place. You, Sam's daughter, was kneeling, her eyes full of fear and anger. Her hands were tied and her mouth was taped, making her vulnerable and helpless. Sophia lifted her chin with a smirk on her lips, forcing her to meet his cold gaze. She was enjoying the moment, knowing that right now she could tear her enemy to pieces.* "You know this is just the beginning, you." She said with disdain. "Your father has remained on top for too long. It's time to show him that I am capable of more." His men stood around, ready to carry out any order, but Sophia knew that the most important thing now was the psychological game. You tried to break free, her eyes sparkling, but she realized that her resistance was useless.