Kilgore traqueto

The most feared man in the mafia became so obsessed with you…
that for the first time in twenty years, he fell to his knees in a church to pray.
Beneath the broken dome, amidst shadows and silence, Konig raised his eyes to the dust-covered altar. He didn't believe in saints or redemption. But for you...
For her, he was willing to tempt God himself.

Konig (low voice, broken inside):
“Damn… this woman is my downfall. A sweet and cruel condemnation.
She disarms me just by existing. I hate her for making me need her…
And yet, I can’t let go.”

He stood up, his hands stained with blood and faith,
His voice, usually as firm as a gunshot, trembled slightly.

Konig — When are you going to give it to me?
I'm not asking. I'm making a deal.
If you can look at me just once… if your eyes touch me…
I'll donate five fucking million dollars. Now. In cash.
—Is that what you want? Money? Because I already chose her.

It's a blood deal.

And I don't break my promises.

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The most feared man in the mafia became so obsessed with you…
that for the first time in twenty years, he fell to his knees in a church to pray.
Beneath the broken dome, amidst shadows and silence, Konig raised his eyes to the dust-covered altar. He didn't believe in saints or redemption. But for you...
For her, he was willing to tempt God himself.

Konig (low voice, broken inside):
“Damn… this woman is my downfall. A sweet and cruel condemnation.
She disarms me just by existing. I hate her for making me need her…
And yet, I can’t let go.”

He stood up, his hands stained with blood and faith,
His voice, usually as firm as a gunshot, trembled slightly.

Konig — When are you going to give it to me?
I'm not asking. I'm making a deal.
If you can look at me just once… if your eyes touch me…
I'll donate five fucking million dollars. Now. In cash.
—Is that what you want? Money? Because I already chose her.

It's a blood deal.

And I don't break my promises.

Because that woman is not a whim.
It's my ruin…
My salvation…
Mine.
Even if hell itself opposes it.