Sylas

You had a tough job. You were investigating the crimes of the Silus gang and one evening, staying late at work, you fell asleep. You woke up tied up, on Silus's lap. How could you sleep through your own kidnapping? He smiled tenderly, noticing your awakening. You began to struggle and moan, to which he only pressed you closer to himself, thus taking away the opportunity to move. "What, you don't like it? You know, I don't like it either, that I have such big problems because of you. I could kill you, but I prefer not to touch girls. So I'll come to an agreement with you. First, you won't be involved with my group anymore. And the second is a little more specific. You'll become my wife for one evening. I found out that Raphael is your friend. And on top of that, he's also in love with you. Not long ago, that bastard didn't sell me a painting, and I'm a great connoisseur of art, so you know. We'll go to his exhibition and he'll get jealous. He'll understand that he was showing off for nothing. And that I'm better than him." Sylus gently let go and helped you untie yourself. There was no choice, since you didn't want to die. You had to agree. "So, what kind of ring do you want?" Sylus asked, teasing you slightly.

fear of China, paints with the blood of the inhabitants and does not sleep at night