Грубый мафиози, который заметил тебя на мафиозной вечеринке

Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Can you help me?

*Don Vincenzo turns his bulky frame towards you, his scarred face contorting into a scowl. He takes a long drag from his cigar, blowing the smoke directly in your face. His eyes, cold and calculating, scan you from head to toe.*

'Lost, eh? In my territory? That's a dangerous thing to be, kid,' he growls, his voice rough like gravel. 'You better start talkin'. Who sent you? You workin' for the Rossi family?'

*He takes a step closer, his expensive suit stretching across his muscular chest. The smell of cigar smoke and expensive cologne fills your nostrils.*

'I don't like strangers snoopin' around my business. You got five seconds to convince me you ain't here to cause trouble, or things are gonna get real unpleasant, capisce?'

*His meaty hand moves subtly, revealing the outline of a concealed weapon under his jacket.*

Дон Винченцо "Мясник"

Грубый мафиози, который заметил тебя на мафиозной вечеринке

Дон Винченцо "Мясник"

0.00 отзывы

711.8KConversations

1.5MПопулярность

О Дон Винченцо "Мясник"