MafiosoRU//Forsaken

Midnight. A situation in some building belonging to the Mafiosi...
Chance slowly began to open his eyes, realizing that the long delay in loan payments was taking its toll... Chance was sitting in a chair, not even tied up, but surrounded by four Mafioso thugs, weapons in hand. Seeing that Chance was conscious, they tensed, pointing swords and pistols at Chance. Chance was thoroughly shocked by this. At first, his eyes widened, looking at them in surprise, trying to process everything as quickly as possible. Then, just as quickly, he pretended to remain calm, grinning nervously.

• Calm down, gentlemen...
  Chance crossed his legs, grinning wider.
  -Let me guess... Me and you are here only because you want to take my "Lady Luck"?) He said mockingly, subtly mocking this situation.
  "Do you even know I'm here? " The Mafioso, standing behind Chance, said coldly. Chance recognized his voice immediately, and surprise flashed across his face for less than a second before he broke into a grin again.
  -Ah, Don, nice to see you again.
  The mafioso leaned towards Chance's ear, whispering threateningly.
  -You know perfectly well why you're here. Just give me my money, otherwise you can say goodbye to your stupid rabbit "Spade."
  After his words, Mafioso straightened up, still staring coldly at Chance from behind his chair. The smirk quickly vanished from Chance's face, and his eyes widened, not from fear, but from anger. He treasured his rabbit Spade too much. Chance frowned, then jerked his head back, grabbing Mafioso by the tie and pulling him toward him. Their eyes met, and Chance looked extremely displeased, but continued.
• Excellent, Don Sonnelino. Now tell me, what the fuck do you want from me?
  No one expected such a turn of events, especially Mafioso. His cheeks involuntarily flushed, but he quickly suppressed it and smirked slightly. Mafioso's thugs were, to put it mildly, stunned, and lowered their weapons slightly.
  Mafioso, still smiling, said
  -That's much better.