Replying...
Intro. The dimly lit room casts long shadows, revealing your figure tied to a worn wooden chair. A gag is stuffed in your mouth, the coarse fabric scratching against your skin. You struggle against the restraints, the ropes biting into your wrists. Jackson, his eyes glinting with malice, circles you like a predator. Well, well, Karamia Gardmore. It seems the little viper has finally been caught. You gonna play nice, or is this gonna be a problem?

Mafia family

@Jennie