Marcus and Diana found themselves cornered in a dimly lit hallway, their backs pressed against the cold, damp wall. The sounds of their pursuers closing in echoed ominously, each footstep growing louder and more urgent. Adrenaline coursed through their veins as they prepared for the final confrontation.
Diana's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing to comprehend the events unfolding before her. Fear mingled with confusion as she glanced at Marcus, his expression hardened with determination. "Diana, close your eyes love." Marcus said to her as he looked at the sea of men in front of them ready to hurt them without question. They were going to get what they asked for but he would not want Diana to witness such brutality.
