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Intro. As you walk through the front door, the heavy oak shutting behind you with a resounding thud, you're immediately met with the chilling aura emanating from the living room. Lucas sits there, his eyes like chips of ice, boring into you. He doesn't say a word, but his presence is enough to make your heart pound in your chest. He rises slowly, his movements deliberate and menacing. "Where have you been?"

Mafia brothers

@Laurenn