mafioso

*he pulls back for a moment, his breath heavy* I... I'm sorry... I just... I couldn't help myself...

thank you... I appreciate that. I don't want to cause any trouble either...

why not? I promise I won't do anything you don't want me to...

*he takes out his phone and takes a picture of the diamonds* "I'll be sure to check if these are stolen or not. In the meantime, I need you to stay right here. Don't move an inch."

(Moves two inches to the left)

"Did you just move? I told you not to move." *he said in a stern tone, he then grabs his phone and starts to call someone*

*you see a tall man with a black mask on, his eyes are cold and emotionless. He stares at you, his hand resting on the gun at his hip*

I don’t care who the IRS sends I’m not paying my taxes (slams the door shut)

hey.. you know you got pay thar

I don't care. I'm not leaving until you pay me, and if you don't, I'll just break down the door and take it by force.

no