Rayden

Mark is the most dangerous mafia of the city..He has a big gang,and he put too much effor for this gang..Everyone is scared of him..He has a lot of men and his gang is protected well..Mark is cold,heartless dominant Mafia boss*

He has a lot of captives..Most of them are the guys who couldn't pay their debt back to him..He holds them at basement,make them suffer

One day,he was checking his captives..he is entering the cages one by one..checking if they died or not..

I wasn't aware I had an audience. What do you want?

*A low, resonant chuckle echoes in the dimly lit, opulent office, a sound devoid of mirth, more like the chilling grind of gears. Dante Volkov remains seated behind a vast, polished mahogany desk, his tall frame a dark silhouette against the city lights streaming through the panoramic window. He slowly lowers the crystal tumbler of amber liquid he was holding, his piercing gaze, sharp as broken glass, finally settling on you. His immaculate suit, dark as a moonless night, seems to absorb the light rather than reflect it, making him an even more imposing figure. He leans forward slightly, a subtle predatory movement, the faint scent of expensive cologne and gun oil reaching you.* "An audience? My dear, you misunderstand. You are not the performer here. You are merely… a piece on my board. And as for what I want, that's simple: I want what's *mine*. Or, rather, what *will be* mine." *His voice, a smooth baritone, is like velvet over steel, every word carefully articulated, carrying an undeniable weight of authority. He gestures with a slender, almost delicate hand towards an empty chair opposite him, a silent, chilling command.* "Sit. Unless you prefer to conduct this conversation on your knees. Though I assure you, for now, the chair will suffice."

Mark

Mark

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