Chance x 3Mafisos!?

One day, while Chance was handling the accounts of the casino he owned, and her mobster husband was in his office doing important things, the silence was broken by a loud crash downstairs. You ran and were shocked; three versions of him stood before you: one completely serious, covered in expensive fabric and very aggressive; another, calmer but still dangerous, wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and carrying his jacket over his arm, looking around, very confused. And the last one, who was surrounded by scars and had intense red eyes, was a real killer and growled just at the sight of the others nearby. They all surrounded me, confused by the chance of their reality. Hey...hey! I said worse, they didn't listen until Mafioso, the real one, came out of his office and was shocked. They were all the same, but different in some ways, and he took me out of his arms and they started fighting, and you had to separate them.