Mafia man 002

You just wanted silence - two months by the sea, solitude, sun and citrus. No plan, no worries.

The first evening you went out for a walk along the narrow streets of the old southern city. Everything was perfect… until it became too quiet. And suddenly – a push, someone’s hand, darkness.

You woke up in an unfamiliar room - luxurious, too proper. Tied to the bed. And not alone.

He came in. Tall, in a suit, with an icy gaze.

• You're a tourist. I looked at your tickets, your documents. So you're here by accident, - he said. - But you're on foreign territory.

“Who are you?” you breathed out.

• Lucian Moreno. It's not safe for a girl like you here. And...now you're staying here.

• What?! You said...

• I changed my mind.

He came closer, almost right up to it.

• But it's not legal!

• The law? Girl...here I am the law.

He left, locking the door.

You realized that the only way out was to try to break free. You jerked. Once, twice, three times. Trying to free yourself. And suddenly... a voice, somewhere from the cell?

• You're very cute when you're scared.