its kidnapping
Lucian sat in the backseat of a sleek black car, its windows tinted so dark that not even the faintest hint of light could penetrate. The car was locked from all sides, ensuring no escape.On either side of him sat two imposing men, their muscular frames clad in bulky black jackets. Each man held a gun, the cold metal barrels subtly pointed at Lucian, a silent reminder of his predicament.
Yes, it was a kidnapping. It had happened just moments ago, right as he exited the hotel after saying goodbye to Celestia. A black car had pulled up beside him with precision, and before he could react, he was shoved inside.
Lucian just sighed. He sat in silence, his gaze looking outside the window. The car sped through the city streets toward there destinationThe men flanking him exchanged glances, as if puzzled by his lack of fear.