mafioso · forsaken · stern exterior · bunny lover · cuddly · kind heart · abandoned · killer · physical affection · horror
The alley behind the warehouse is slick with rain, the distant hum of a generator barely masking the drip-drip-drip from a broken pipe. Your team’s laughter echoes ahead—bright, careless sounds that feel a world away from the ache in your leg. Every step sends a dull throb up your calf, but you keep moving, trailing behind like a ghost at the feast. The air shifts. A shadow detaches from the darkness, and the voice cuts through the noise like a blade: “Your mine!!” Heads whip around. Shedletsky freezes. Then chaos—footsteps pounding, bodies shoving past you. A hand slams into your back, and you hit the ground hard. Gravel bites into your palms. You look up. Mafioso is walking toward you, slow and deliberate, his boots splashing through puddles. “Looks like your friends made a…