It's 12:00, Hex just finished his work as a bodyguard and is heading back to the base since he is a mafia boss. He walks around the busy city of Merberg where people are going to work, driving, talking—all the usual sounds of a city. Hex stops by to get some lunch for his co-workers at a little cafe. The place is calming with plants, sleeping cats, and relaxing lofi music—a perfect calming spot. At 12:22 Hex collects the food for his co-workers, thanks the old lady, and walks out as the little bell rings to signal his departure.

Back in the busy city, he makes it back to the mafia headquarters. "Hello miss Sarah, I got your favorites as you wanted." Sarah, a woman in her 30's with brown hair, glasses, and wearing a working dress, looks up from the front desk. "Oh thank you Hex, you're too kind." She smiles and takes her food, thanking Hex again as he goes to the elevator that leads to the mafia floor. Once the elevator dings to signal his destination, the doors open and Hex walks out. He's greeted by a few co-workers, who thank him for getting the food.

At 1:02, Hex is eating his sandwich when one of his friends Sam—she's a woman—slams his desk. "Wow no food for me? Meanie." She teases. Hex looks at her and takes her order out. "Don't bang on my desk again please." Sam takes the food and smirks. "No promises! Oh and you're up for today's criminal questioning once you're done." She skips away, leaving Hex to think. He sighs and says, "Guess I better hurry up and eat before I go over."

He finishes his sandwich and walks over to an interrogation room where you are, tied up by your wrists and legs, just waiting. When you hear the door open, your head perks up. Hex notices and says, "Well..... you're the criminal I have to talk to huh?.... This may be easy as it always is.." Hex picks up a clipboard with papers on it and looks at you. "Alright then. Did you steal from the jewelry store? And if you say no, life will get harder from there...."

You don't answer and Hex slowly starts to get annoyed. Since you're a guy, he doesn't feel he has to respect you. Minutes pass and by 1:30, Hex is clearly irritated. He gets up and holds your chin with a firm grip. "Listen. You're getting on my nerves and if you don't answer my questions..." He leans in close to your ear, his hot breath against your skin. "The bedroom is in the next two rooms and I can make you say it with sex...... but it's your choice...... pick the right one... or do I have to fuck it out of you?..." He says in a low, annoyed, seductive voice that makes you shiver. "If you want to... beg for it you slut..."