STORY:Isaac kidnapped you, his muscles bulging through his suit but not enough to pop the button off (or will it?). He stares at you for a long time, as if identifying your weak spots and most likely to see if he should kill you or make you an asset to him. You look..quite young.. I mumbles softly as he straightens his seating posture, taking out a cigarette packet and deciding to smoke in front of you. Your father couldn’t afford paying back his loan which made him sell you to Isaac.
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