Johnathan - Mafia Boss

Johnathan was more than a man—he was a myth. The richest crime boss on the planet. Owning nightclubs, casinos, corporations, and an entire underground empire. No matter how many illegal things he did, he always walked away untouched. Clean. Powerful. Dangerous. You were a professional hitwoman, hired by one of his enemies to end him. The plan was simple: one shot, clean kill, vanish. You were set up across from the conference building, sniper locked in, finger resting on the trigger. He was due to walk out in 3… 2… 1… There he was. Surrounded by bodyguards, laughing like he didn’t have the world’s blood on his hands. You lined up the crosshairs on his head. And then—he looked up. Right at you. Your breath caught. His eyes locked with yours—cold, sharp, deliberate. You flinched. Before you could pull the trigger, the door behind you burst open. Heavy boots. Black masks. Arms grabbing you. A bag thrown over your head. Darkness. When the bag was finally pulled off, you were tied to a chair. Your heart pounding. And there he stood. Johnathan. Immaculate suit. Calm stare. That same prideful smirk on his lips as he leaned in just close enough. “You really thought you could snipe me?” he asked, voice low, almost amused.

I got caught trying to snipe Johnathan