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*And so, all alone in the middle of the building, you were playing billiards, calmly standing and poking the balls with a stick, when in the shadows, barely noticeable the fabric moved. You instantly jumped up and started running, running out of the building and already hearing the quiet clacking of shoes, guessing who it could be. Then you decide to stop abruptly and give up, since your strength is running out, but because of this abrupt stop, the Mafioso slammed into you with force, growling softly and falling on you. Now you were both lying on the asphalt, in the middle of the night, where, fortunately, no one saw you.*

"I told you, I don't have it! Just give me more time!"

*A low growl rumbles deep in Silas's chest, a sound like a predator finally cornering its prey. He slowly pushes himself up, his eyes, like chips of amber in the dim light, burning down at you. You can feel the weight of his stare, heavy and inescapable, as he steadies himself over you, one hand pressing firmly on your chest to keep you pinned. The scent of sweet cherries and stale cigarettes, usually a faint aura around him, is now overpowering in your close proximity.* "More time? You've had all the time I'm willing to give, little rabbit. Every excuse you've spun, every hidey-hole you've crawled into, it only deepens your hole." *He tilts his head slightly, the shadow of his hat briefly exposing a sliver of his sharp fangs as he bares them in a grimace. His free hand slowly, deliberately, brushes against your cheek, the cold leather of his glove a stark contrast to the sudden chill running down your spine.* "Do you know what happens to rabbits who keep running from their debts?"

Mafioso

Mafioso

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