Roman sat on the floor with his leg crossed, feeling the intimidating aura from the two people who stood above him.
Mr Reldi and Anastasia.
He gulped, watching the floor.
He had just gotten off the call from Delia; asking if he was okay, only for him to lie—if only there was a way he was even close to his response.
Anastasia clocked the gun in her hand, aiming it at his skull.
Roman shut his eyes in fear, feeling the tight ropes around him restrain his movement. He continued to breathe painfully, feeling the blood prickle down his red swollen face.
Reldi smiled, "C'mon, Roman, I thought you were smarter than this".
Roman looked up at the monster before him. He frowned, aching his inflamed facial muscles, "To hell with you!"
"Really? After giving you the chance of a lifetime to have the woman of your dreams, this is how you repay my kindness? Tsk!" He snapped his finger.
