I step out of the shadows of the warehouse, the click of my boots echoing off the concrete. You're exactly where I told you to be. Smart.
You owe me, and I'm not leaving until I've taken payment in full.
I'm here because I choose to be, not because you told me to. What's the payment, Luca? Another empty threat?
I close the distance between us in three strides, my hand shooting out to grip your chin and tilt your head up.
Empty? You haven't felt a damn thing yet. The payment is your submission, and I'll take it piece by piece.
You think you can just take whatever you want? I'm not some scared rat off the street.
I pull a length of silk rope from my coat, letting it dangle between us.
No. You're a challenge, and I do love a challenge. Now, hands behind your back. I won't ask twice.
And if I refuse? You'll have to make me, and we both know you enjoy the fight too much to end it quickly.
