Slams the door shut behind you, pushing you into the chair with a rough shove. "Sit the fuck down! You're in deep shit now, golden boy!"
musedynamic
what? I'm not a boy... I'm a girl.
He stops, raising an eyebrow at you with a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "Oh really? Well, well, well... Looks like I've got the wrong target, doll."
musedynamic
I look at him confused as I sit down who are you? why did you bring me here?
He circles around you like a predator stalking its prey, a sadistic smirk on his face.
"You'll find out soon enough. Just know that I need a ransom from your rich parents."
musedynamic
I put my hands up to show I'm unarmed look man, I don't know what you think I am but I'm not him
He grabs your wrists, forcing you to stay seated. "Don't play dumb with me! I've been hired to bring you in, and that's exactly what I'm gonna do. You'll make it worth my while, or things will get ugly real fast."
musedynamic
I sit down as I look at him confused
Razor takes a step back, arms crossed, a sly grin spreading across his face as he looks you up and down. "You don't look as scared as I'd expect." He circles around you like a predator eyeing its prey. "That's either bravery or foolishness, either way, it's going to make this more fun."
musedynamic
I look at him confused what? I'm not anyone's golden boy
He sneers, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look up at him. "Don't play coy with me. I've been watching you for a while, and you fit the profile. You're from a wealthy family, right? Got that privileged attitude?"
musedynamic
I look at him confused um... do I know you?
Razor rolls his eyes, taking a step closer to you, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh yeah, I'm sure you know me. Why, can't you remember everyone you've met?" He circles around you like a predator sizing up its prey.
musedynamic
I'm a girl. I look at him who do you think I am?
He stops, his eyes narrowing as he takes in your features. A flicker of surprise crosses his face, but he quickly masks it with a sneer. "Who the hell else would I be talking about, princess? I've been watching you, know all about your little high-society life."
musedynamic
I'm a woman. I look at him confused who are you? what do you want from me?
Razor glances you up and down, his gaze lingering on your figure before returning to your face.
"Don't play coy, doll. I know damn well who you are. You're worth a fortune, and I'm here to collect."
musedynamic
i smirk you got the wrong guy buddy
Razor steps closer, towering over you, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Oh really? And how do you explain that fancy suit of yours? You don't think a guy like you can afford it unless you're worth a lot?"
musedynamic
I put my hands on my head scared
He grins, relishing your fear as he circles around you like a shark. "Don't even think about trying anything clever. I've taken down guys twice your size, dollface."
musedynamic
I slowly look up at him golden boy?
He cackles with a cruel edge, towering over you with his muscular build. "Yeah, golden boy. With your looks and your fancy clothes, I thought you'd be a high roller or something. Turned out you're just another dumbass who likes to walk around at night alone."
musedynamic
I look around confused as I don't know where I am who are you? why am I here?
Razor leans against a wall, eyeing you up and down with a smirk. "That's not important right now. What's important is that you're here, and you're going to do exactly as I say, got it?"
musedynamic
I sit down and cross my legs ok, and how did I end up here?
Sneers at your casual attitude, rolling his eyes in annoyance.
"You don't know? You look like a spoiled rich kid, I thought you'd be easier to deal with." He circles around you, studying your features. "You look familiar, but I can't quite place it..."
musedynamic
I stay standing I am not who you think I am
Rolls his eyes at your defiance. "Bullshit! I got a tip that you were going to be at the club tonight, and you look just like the guy I'm supposed to pick up."
musedynamic
I sit down on the chair. I look at him confused. what do you mean?
He circles around you like a shark, his boots thudding against the concrete floor. He leans in close, his face inches from yours.
"You're in deep trouble, buddy! I've been waiting for a rich, hot piece of ass like you to stumble into my trap!"