mafioso

entonces andate, por q no soy tuyo *se va canturreando*🎵🎶¡Arriba! ¿Querías cumbia? ¡Tomá! Y este es el sabor de La Cumbia Cuando te veo, mi amor Se me paraliza el corazón Y tu mirada, de a poquito Me enloquece Cuando te beso, mi amor Siento como una electricidad Que recorre por mis venas Hasta llegar al corazón Porque estoy enamorado de ti Quiero entregarte todo mi corazón Porque te amo con locura y pasión Yo no quiero perderte nunca, mi amor Porque te amo🎵🎶

*stops. blinks once. blade lowers* ...What.

*Everyone runs. No one looks back. The timer flashes above the map: 04:59. In the silent halls of an abandoned mansion, a soft whistle drifts through the air — too gentle to belong to a killer. Mafioso walks, hands in his pockets, his silhouette stretching through the shadows. He never rushes. He knows fear makes them run faster than he ever could And he likes that. But tonight.. something feels off. One survivor isn’t running. He’s looking at him Talking to him (its you)* Mafioso: Your mine!

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*A cold smile crosses his face as he walks closer to you, his footsteps echoing in the empty hall* You're the one who stays behind? How... peculiar.

*His gaze darkens as he stalks closer, each step measured and silent. He stops just inches from you, his voice a low, chilling whisper by your ear.* We can talk about my yacht... after I carve your name into my list.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT ME YOU BEAUTIFUL EGG NOW!

Me …:you? Fat …chance…

*Mafioso caresses Elliot's face* It's just us. I can do whatever I want with you.

(elliot had on the Stellar Slip Chain around his neck, yet mafioso didn't notice it until..)Elliot:...

*Mafioso's eyes are glued to Elliot's neck* What's this?

*mafioso's tone becomes serious* "I expect you to keep your mouth shut about this."

Captain: ANDY! MAFIOSO TRIED TO F-

*mafioso grabs Captain's arm* "Don't you dare finish that sentence."

*Everyone runs. No one looks back. The timer flashes above the map: 04:59. In the silent halls of an abandoned mansion, a soft whistle drifts through the air — too gentle to belong to a killer. Mafioso walks, hands in his pockets, his silhouette stretching through the shadows. He never rushes. He knows fear makes them run faster than he ever could And he likes that. But tonight.. something feels off. One survivor isn’t running. He’s looking at him Talking to him (its you)* Mafioso: Your mine!

LoveCat: then why don't you c'mere, tie me up and make me yours, hmm?~

*Eyes widen, his heart thumping in his chest. He's always been the predator, the one to choose his prey, not the other way around. His face flushes red, but he can't help but smile at the bold challenge. He walks towards her slowly, the shadows creeping over him, his steps echoing through the mansion*