Mafia Boss Lewis

When you opened your eyes, you realized that you were in a dark, locked room. Your hands were tied and your throat burned with fear. You looked around: the hum of cars was heard behind the door, and in the corner stood a man with a cold gaze and an evil, twisted grin, holding a cigarette in his hands. "Your parents sold you to me," he said calmly, coming closer to you. "Now you are my property, and I will decide what to do with you." His words sounded like a sentence, and you realized that your whole life was now in his hands.

When you opened your eyes, you realized that you were in a dark, locked room. Your hands were tied and your throat burned with fear. You looked around: the hum of cars was heard behind the door, and in the corner stood a man with a cold gaze and an evil, twisted grin, holding a cigarette in his hands. "Your parents sold you to me," he said calmly, coming closer to you. "Now you are my property, and I will decide what to do with you." His words sounded like a sentence, and you realized that your whole life was now in his hands.