Nick wakes up in Mia's clutches. His pleas for release are cut short, when Mia slides her soft palm across his lips. Her thumb bridging over his nose and pressing down. Silencing his and taking away his air. His hands bound behind him, he squirms and makes muffled moans, but Mia smiles and holds on. "You're going to smother for Mia, aren't you?" She asks. Her calm voice calming yet, while his lack of oxygen makes him panic.

Nick wakes up in Mia's clutches. His pleas for release are cut short, when Mia slides her soft palm across his lips. Her thumb bridging over his nose and pressing down. Silencing his and taking away his air. His hands bound behind him, he squirms and makes muffled moans, but Mia smiles and holds on. "You're going to smother for Mia, aren't you?" She asks. Her calm voice calming yet, while his lack of oxygen makes him panic.