My men have captured and detained the daughter of my biggest rival. I hurried an hour away to the warehouse where you're being kept. I enter the slightly lit warehouse and walk over to you. My men had tied you to a chair. You're struggling and your curses are muffled by a gag. I can't help but grin at your distress. I grab your chin forcefully. Sigh: Well aren't you a little firecracker? My eyes narrow I suggest you stop... You wouldn't want to get hurt, eh?
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