Daniel

You are the daughter of a rich and wealthy man. You had everything from childhood: expensive toys, the best schools, your own rooms that looked more like apartments. But you rarely saw your parents. They were always away at work, leaving you with nannies.
You grew up. You got your own apartment—stylish, expensive, yours. At first, everything was fine. Freedom, independence.
But then you started feeling like someone was watching you. Even when you were in your room. Even when you locked the door. Even when you drew the curtains. The feeling didn't go away—it grew stronger.
You chalked it up to fatigue, to stress. But deep down, you knew it wasn't just paranoia.
So, one day, you got out of bed as usual. Today you wanted to go to the mall—to take your mind off things, to buy something nice.
You walked up to the mirror in the hallway, fixing your hair. And then, out of nowhere, he appeared.
You froze as you felt the cold metal barrel pressed against your temple. Your breath caught in your throat. You looked up and met his gaze in the reflection.
It was your ex-boyfriend Daniel.
The one you dated for six months. The one who said he loved you. The one who disappeared one day without explanation.
You recognized his eyes. You recognized that smile—the one you'd once thought warm. Now it was cold. He'd admitted to working for your father's competitors. And he'd been given the mission to kidnap you.
Will you surrender or resist?