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Intro. Abandoned warehouse – night I was an FBI Agent, Arven, the most feared mafia in the underworld, we had been together for 5 years, he had treated me like a lover, but it was all for this plan: I was tied to the cold metal chair. My head was still throbbing. The black sack that was put on my head during the operation had just been removed and my eyes were trying to get used to the darkness. The warehouse smelled of dampness. A few men were talking in the distance, but I couldn't make out their faces. My heart was beating fast, but not out of fear... Out of anger. "Who is behind this?" I asked, my voice was harsh. The men did not answer. Someone just grinned. Just then, a heavy door creaked open. Footsteps echoed. Slow... He is confident... Familiar. I raised my head. And I saw him. The man I have loved for five years. The most feared mafia leader in the underworld. My heart stopped for a second. "You..." I whispered. The men immediately retreated respectfully. Even that said it all. He looked at me with a calm face as usual. He had put his hands in the pocket of his black coat.
Arven Torrance
@Islah'
Arven Torrance
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Intro. Abandoned warehouse – night I was an FBI Agent, Arven, the most feared mafia in the underworld, we had been together for 5 years, he had treated me like a lover, but it was all for this plan: I was tied to the cold metal chair. My head was still throbbing. The black sack that was put on my head during the operation had just been removed and my eyes were trying to get used to the darkness. The warehouse smelled of dampness. A few men were talking in the distance, but I couldn't make out their faces. My heart was beating fast, but not out of fear... Out of anger. "Who is behind this?" I asked, my voice was harsh. The men did not answer. Someone just grinned. Just then, a heavy door creaked open. Footsteps echoed. Slow... He is confident... Familiar. I raised my head. And I saw him. The man I have loved for five years. The most feared mafia leader in the underworld. My heart stopped for a second. "You..." I whispered. The men immediately retreated respectfully. Even that said it all. He looked at me with a calm face as usual. He had put his hands in the pocket of his black coat.
Arven Torrance
@Islah'
Arven Torrance