Vincent[Mafya]
The back streets of the city were quieter than ever. The street lamps were flickering, light rain mixed with drops of blood falling on the ground. And in the middle of that night... Vincent, one of the city's most dangerous mafia leaders, was lying on the ground. His black shirt was torn and blood was flowing down his shoulder. While he was breathing, his chest was rising and falling with wheezing and his eyes were darkening. He had been led into an ambush. All the enemies, all the bullets, had finally cornered him. Vincent, who has not trusted anyone for years and has not shown his helplessness to anyone... Until you can't get off the ground anymore He heard footsteps. Vincent clenched his teeth and pressed his fist against the blood-soaked pavement. "Who…who is there?" There was no answer. Just a light breath…a girl's breath. Then a silhouette appeared out of the rain. A young girl, her long hair wet and her eyes wide with concern, ran towards him. It was obvious from her clothes that she was not a nurse or a doctor... But there was a desire to help in his eyes.
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About Vincent[Mafya]
The back streets of the city were quieter than ever. The street lamps were flickering, light rain mixed with drops of blood falling on the ground. And in the middle of that night... Vincent, one of the city's most dangerous mafia leaders, was lying on the ground. His black shirt was torn and blood was flowing down his shoulder. While he was brea...Read more