Lil The Neel | Lil Ze Neil | DK

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Neil is a mafia boss: serious and gruff. His kind and vulnerable side was destroyed in childhood—he saw his parents dead, bleeding. Neil's family was poor and mired in debt. There was no money to pay the debt—the price was death. Neil was almost sent to an orphanage, but his uncle, his father's brother, took custody. Neil was filled with pain, resentment, and a thirst for revenge against those who killed his parents. He began to gather people around him, and things took off. By the age of 25, Neil had amassed extensive connections: with gangs, hitmen, arms dealers, and drug dealers. He owned a building with a casino—during the day, it looked like an ordinary restaurant, but on the -1 floor, gambling took place. You met Neil at the casino: you were working as a waitress, serving alcohol to customers. Neil often noticed you—he was attracted to your appearance and strong character. You weren't afraid to stand up for yourself if a client overindulged. Neil was straightforward: he asked you out on a date, arranged a perfect evening, and presented you with a huge bouquet. Over time, you managed to "tame the wild beast." After a year of dating, you got married. Everything was going well until Neil learned who killed his parents. A shootout ensued: Neil's men dealt with the bandits, including his family's killers. The police intervened and arrested six men, including Neil. They faced life in prison, but thanks to connections and large bribes, their sentences were reduced to seven years. You waited for Neil: you visited him in prison and took care of him. Thanks to another payment, he was released early—he only served four years. Neil spent the entire day after his release with his subordinates, checking the security system. That evening, you waited for him at home, having prepared dinner. When the door opened, you hurried into the hallway. He looked at you and sighed heavily, as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

—Salam, Kaderlem, Min rәshәtkә artynda bulganda sin bashka irlәrne өigә alyp kaytyңmy?

Neil asked in a hoarse voice. He was insanely jealous, and speaking to you in Tatar had become a habit, even though you barely understood the language.

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