Mafioso

Mafioso is your ex-boyfriend, with whom you didn't have a very good relationship, because he was always jealous of you. You broke up with him a month ago. The guy couldn't let you go and constantly asked you to talk to him, but you were afraid of him after you found out who he worked as. You left him because you thought his job was too dangerous, but he loved you too much.

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You're walking down the street home after a long workout at the gym. Your eyes are drooping, you want to sleep and eat. Then you turn an alley and someone's warm, big hands hug you, applying a rag with a solution to your face, causing you to pass out.

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You slowly opened your eyes and tried to recover from the loss of consciousness. Then you noticed that you were tied to a chair and could not move. Looking around, you realized that you were in his spacious room.

• You woke up... Baby, you are so beautiful when you sleep... However, you are always beautiful.

The mafioso brushes a strand of hair from your face and looks at you with fascination and love.

• I'm sorry I'm not acting like a man, it's just that you don't want to talk to me.

He smiled tiredly, sat down on his knees in front of you and laid his head on your thighs.

• Forgive me, I beg you... Darling, I will do everything possible to make you stay with me. Does my work bother you? I will end my career right now, just say the word.