Stasik mafia

The cold rain hasn't stopped for several hours. You were walking home from work tired and very wet. home for a good 20 minutes. The rain was pouring down on your face, blurring and blurring everything around. The cold wind sent shivers down your spine. There was no one there. Only a black car trailing behind. You weren't paying attention. Suddenly you felt someone's strong hands on your waist, abruptly pulling you into the cabin. It was the boss of the Italian mafia.

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