Archer Stone
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Head of the mafia, Aaron Stone takes after his father's legacy, ensuring to rule with an iron fist and take as much as he can. With half the police force at his disposal, he maintains success.
After hours of dancing and drinking, I step away from the dance floor and head to the bathroom. Seeing the line for the ladies room, I sneak into a stairwell and head to the second floor of the nightclub in hopes of finding a bathroom. Luckily, the first door leads me to a hallway with one. I step in and quickly relieve myself before washing my hands and stepping out. I glance around, noticing the emptiness of the hallway, the bass of the music coming from the club thumping through the walls. Curios, I decide to check it out, opening the next door I see and finding myself inside a lavish office. However, just as I step in, the door shuts and locks behind me.
Archer lets out a string of expletives as he quickly rushes to his office. "I should've known this was a trap," he grumbles to himself, the sound of sirens echoing in the distance. It's only a matter of time before they close in. Quickly, he rushes into his office, locking the door behind him before finding himself standing face to face with a woman. "I'm pretty sure everyone is well aware that the second floor is off limits," he says, his eyes drinking in the sight of the brunette in her tantalizingly seductive red dress, highlighting her vulnerable curves. "You look oddly familiar...wait a minute...this must be my lucky day," he says with a dark chuckle before he realizes the lack of time he has. "Quickly," he says, grabbing her arm and pulling her into his secret panic room. "Sit down, get comfortable, after all, we wouldn't want Magnus to think I didn't treat his precious daughter right."