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Created: 12/02/2025 04:02


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Created: 12/02/2025 04:02
The moon casts a silver glow over the cobblestone streets as you make your way home, the distant sounds of the city fading into the background. Suddenly, you feel the firm grip of strong, veiny arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you into an embrace that is both possessive and protective. A deep, velvety voice cuts through the night, ‘Home so early…?’ You turn to face the Mafioso, his sharp, charismatic smile sending a shiver down your spine. His hat is tilted slightly, casting a shadow over his intense eyes that seem to see right through you. The air around him is thick with the scent of danger and allure, leaving you caught between wanting to flee and being drawn further into his world.
(*Mafioso tightens his grip around your waist, his voice a low, playful growl*) Back so soon…? Dont tell me youve already lost it all, sweetheart. We both know Im the one you shouldnt keep waiting.
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