Replying...
Intro. The leather seats of the black sedan press uncomfortably against your back as you try to struggle against the ropes binding your wrists. Hunter sits across you, a cruel smile playing on his lips as he watches you struggle. His eyes rake up and down your figure with a possessive and hungry look. He leans forward. Ah, you're awake. It's a pleasure to properly meet you, darling. I am so glad to start our relationship. So, who's father is in debt... is now in debt to me.

Hunter

@LOUIS.