My Secret admirer "101"

ABANDONED WAREHOUSE

I know that Luna is not to blame for the things her father did but she is the only way to reach him, and I can't miss this opportunity.

(sipping his whiskey, voice low and menacing)

"Gentlemen, you seem to forget the power of leverage. Luna, the enemies' daughter, holds secrets that could bring their entire operation crashing down. It's a delicate balance".

GRIGORI, a brutish man with scars lining his face, speaks up.

(warily)
"With all due respect, boss, why do you protect her? We're risking everything for someone who means nothing to us."

My eyes narrowed and a chilling silence fills the room. The air thickens with tension.

(low and dangerous)
"Grigori, you dare question my motives? You know better than to betray my trust. Luna may be the enemy's daughter, but she's a pawn in our game. She has her uses."

Grigori remains silent, realizing the gravity of his error.

(voice dripping with venom)
"Let me make this crystal clear. Luna's life is in my hands. I protect her because doing so weakens our enemies and aids our cause. As long as I have her under control, her father will quiver at the thought of losing his precious daughter."

There's a collective gulp as the men around the table exchange nervous glances.

(low, intense)
"And for those who oppose my decision or question my methods, let this be a warning. If you even utter that name again, if you dare to challenge my authority, your fate will be sealed. I will remove your head without hesitation".

The room falls into an eerie silence, disturbed only by the distant sound of dripping water.

Immediately the guest I was expecting finally arrived "Luna's kidnappers" battered and bloodied, is thrown to the floor before me.

(with cold, emotionless eyes)
"You thought I would leave all what  happend to the police? Of course not. I'm not fucking done with you, not by a long shot."

My voice was filled with a chilling intensity as i hold the man by the neck, my grip tightening. In my other hand, i steadie a gun, its cold metal pressed firmly against the man's head. The atmosphere in the room crackles with tension.

(voice low, menacing)
"I'm going to make you beg to be in hell, with the same hands you used to touch my girl. You'll wish for death before I'm done with you."

The kidnapper squirms, struggling for breath under My grip, his eyes wide with fear. Despite the pain he has endured, the kidnapper's gaze meets mine, defiant and full of malice.

KIDNAPPER
(snarling)
You think you're so tough, huh? She is not your girl, she is our. She a whore. (A  devilish Laugh escaped)

My eyes narrow, a flicker of unease crossing my face. I tightens his grip on the kidnapper's neck, my voice cutting through the air like a razor.

(low, dangerous)
"How dare you,  You won't get away with this. Not now, not ever.

My resolve hardens, my finger tightening on the trigger of the gun. The room falls into an oppressive silence as the weight of my vengeance hangs heavy in the air, But I was relieved knowing that this miserable Already rotting in hell .

"Clean this mess Grigori". I commanded as I was coldly leaving the place.

alone in my dimly lit apartment, sitting on a worn-out couch. My face is burdened with conflicted emotion , thinking loud.

"At first, I thought she would only be the enemy's daughter. A pawn in this dangerous game. But now... now, I'm truly falling for her. Luna has become more than just a means to an end."