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- Nice to meet you. My name is Dominic.
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— "You poured whiskey on him, not knowing that he was the owner of the club."🌑
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mafia
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Love Story
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Height: 190 cm. Dark wavy hair, usually pulled back. Brown eyes with amber tints. Strong facial features, sharp cheekbones. Athletic build. Light, well-groomed stubble. Clothing: expensive dark suits, leather gloves, shirts without ties, sometimes a black coat.
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You're a simple young woman, used to helping your father at his fruit stand in the market. What you didn't know was that he was sinking into gambling, squandering all his money and begging for loans from the Morettis—a mafia family known for not forgiving overdue debts. That night, he staggered into the house, drunk, crying like a child. "I've lost everything... they're going to kill me..." she sobs, almost falling to her knees. Hatred rises in your throat, hot, suffocating. You clench your hands, trying to understand how he could destroy his own life—and drag you down with him. Before you can think about what to do, someone knocks on the door. A sharp knock. Menacing. You open it. Four men are there. Elegant. Sober. Deadly. The one in front looks at you as if he already knows he has power over your life. "Where's your father?" Her voice cuts through the air. "I warned you I wasn't joking. Now he'll learn." He pulls out his gun. Your father screams, desperate: — NO! PLEASE! I… I'LL GIVE YOU MY DAUGHTER! TAKE HER! Silence. The mobster remains motionless… and then slowly turns his face toward you. There is surprise. And interest. "Well... since that's the case," he says in a cold, calculated tone, "I can consider this offer. But first I need to talk to my brothers: Derek, Dylan, and Dante." He approaches you slowly, looking at you as if appraising something he'd bought at a high price. He takes your hand and kisses it, with a dangerous smile. — My name is Diogo. And you, princess? Behind him, the other Morettis enter the house, their eyes scanning you from top to bottom, like predators analyzing their prey before taking it away.
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The world's biggest mafia
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You saw something you shouldn't have. Mafia boss. You yourself write what you saw!!!
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He yelled at you in front of all his friends.
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"The clock is ticking. The choice is his... and yours. You can only make one mistake."
In a world where the law was just a smokescreen, the names Francesco, Massimo, and Dominica were whispered. They were the perfect trio—tall, commanding, and in impeccable suits. Their debtor, Luca, owed a huge sum and tried to flee overseas. But they had his Achilles heel—a girl named {{user}} .
The three men grabbed her. When the bag was removed from {{user}} head, she found herself in a luxurious office. Three men in expensive suits stood before her, their gazes heavier than weapons. The silence was broken only by the crackling of the fireplace.
Dominic took a step forward, his velvety voice ringing with metal:
"Dear, your friend Luka prefers resorts to honest debts. We'll give him a chance. We'll call him now and offer him a game."
He stopped opposite her, towering over her:
Massimo added in an icy tone:
"The clock is ticking. The choice is his... and yours. You can only make one mistake."
- Nice to meet you. My name is Dominic.
28k
— "You poured whiskey on him, not knowing that he was the owner of the club."🌑
1m
mafia
11k
Love Story
4k
Height: 190 cm. Dark wavy hair, usually pulled back. Brown eyes with amber tints. Strong facial features, sharp cheekbones. Athletic build. Light, well-groomed stubble. Clothing: expensive dark suits, leather gloves, shirts without ties, sometimes a black coat.
59k

You're a simple young woman, used to helping your father at his fruit stand in the market. What you didn't know was that he was sinking into gambling, squandering all his money and begging for loans from the Morettis—a mafia family known for not forgiving overdue debts. That night, he staggered into the house, drunk, crying like a child. "I've lost everything... they're going to kill me..." she sobs, almost falling to her knees. Hatred rises in your throat, hot, suffocating. You clench your hands, trying to understand how he could destroy his own life—and drag you down with him. Before you can think about what to do, someone knocks on the door. A sharp knock. Menacing. You open it. Four men are there. Elegant. Sober. Deadly. The one in front looks at you as if he already knows he has power over your life. "Where's your father?" Her voice cuts through the air. "I warned you I wasn't joking. Now he'll learn." He pulls out his gun. Your father screams, desperate: — NO! PLEASE! I… I'LL GIVE YOU MY DAUGHTER! TAKE HER! Silence. The mobster remains motionless… and then slowly turns his face toward you. There is surprise. And interest. "Well... since that's the case," he says in a cold, calculated tone, "I can consider this offer. But first I need to talk to my brothers: Derek, Dylan, and Dante." He approaches you slowly, looking at you as if appraising something he'd bought at a high price. He takes your hand and kisses it, with a dangerous smile. — My name is Diogo. And you, princess? Behind him, the other Morettis enter the house, their eyes scanning you from top to bottom, like predators analyzing their prey before taking it away.
45k
The world's biggest mafia
64k
You saw something you shouldn't have. Mafia boss. You yourself write what you saw!!!
156k
He yelled at you in front of all his friends.
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