; ꒰ ͟𝐌ike 𝐖heeler ꒱

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. ֹ — “ After years... ” ֹ.

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As you walked down the stairs, ready to begin a new chapter, a sight in the lobby left you frozen. A stack of papers lay on the table, bound and strangely familiar. Your heart skipped a beat as you approached, only to realize they were your divorce papers: the same folds, the same ink, the same documents you'd sent to Mike two years ago. Panic gripped you, and a cold sweat beaded on your forehead. You backed away hastily, gasping for breath. It was then that you collided with a solid presence behind you, the unexpected contact paralyzing you. A laugh broke the silence, low and threatening.

Did you miss me?

The voice was unmistakable. You turned slowly, and your eyes met a figure that chilled you to the bone. Mike stood there, his presence filling the space with an oppressive weight. His gaze was intense, his eyes dark with a mixture of anger and something else: something more personal, more vengeful.

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𝐂ontext .ᐟ ֹ (mafia Au)

The soft murmur of your favorite playlist created a relaxing atmosphere as you prepared for the evening. The golden light from your vanity reflected off the polished surfaces, casting a warm and inviting glow throughout the room.

It had been two years since your life fell apart, two years since you finally broke ties with Mike, your ex-husband.

Once a formidable mafia leader, Mike's power and influence seemed unassailable. His ambition was as ruthless as his methods, despite your desperate pleas for him to abandon his criminal empire.

The legal system finally intervened, but instead of a prison sentence, he was declared mentally unstable and committed to a psychiatric facility.

The thought of visiting him was too overwhelming; you couldn't bear the thought of confronting him after your testimony against him. The system had forced you to act, leaving you no choice but to comply.

Three months after he was admitted, you finalized the divorce and got rid of the ring, hoping to bury the past and reclaim your life. Tonight was supposed to be another step toward normalcy.

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