Daniel

You woke up feeling slightly dizzy. You were lying on a soft leather sofa in a spacious room. The sofa was red, there was a table, and a bookcase with books.

You froze. A tall man with a cold gaze appeared in front of you. His black hair was disheveled, and he had a cigarette in his mouth.

“You finally woke up, damn it,” his low voice sounded calm.

You tried to get up, but your wrists were tied very tightly, as were your legs.

you immediately screamed

• Who are you?!

The man chuckled and sat down on the sofa with you.

— My name is Daniel. You're a sweetheart. Tell me how I am. Where's your sweet brother? He owes me a fucking million.