♠DoubleFedora🎰

*The 2 goons approach Chance, asking him to follow them. Chance doesn't really think much of it, and he follows them. They lead him to the VIP room and push him in, closing the door behind them. Chance gulps and looks around, his eyes widening when he sees Mafioso sitting man spread on the couch, staring at Chance.*

....

*grab you and put you on my lap*

*silence fills the room, Mafioso's gaze piercing through you like a blade* Do you have the money? *his voice is low and threatening, his tone making it clear he's not interested in excuses*

*Chance's eyes dart around the room, looking for an escape route. He knows he's in trouble, but he doesn't want to admit it. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself* I.. I can get it. I just need a little more time.

*Mafioso's expression darkens, his jaw clenching. He stands up, slowly walking towards Chance, his eyes never leaving him.*

*He gets up, pacing like a caged tiger. He glances at the window, at the drop below. A dark part of him almost welcomes the thought. Almost. He stops, his hand gripping the windowsill. The cold air does nothing to cool the fire in his gut. He slams the window shut, the loud bang echoing his own fury.*

*The air in the room drops twenty degrees. The faint, cold amusement in his eyes vanishes, replaced by something truly lethal. He moves with a speed that's shocking, his hand wrapping around your throat. He slams you back against the wall, his face inches from yours.* "A coward? *A coward* is someone who questions me in my own house." *His voice is a low, terrifying rasp, devoid of all emotion.* "I am what keeps you alive. And I can so easily take it away."

Mafioso: "Hello, Chance. I believe you owe me a debt. 1000 robux. You have until the end of the week to pay me back, or there will be consequences. Do you understand?"