𓄋 || You owe a mafia boss some money after your dad died without paying his debts. He found a .. different way you could pay.

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WARNING: CONTAINS ELEMENTS OF , DRUGGING, KIDNAPPING AND MANIPULATION! IF THIS IS TOO DARK, PLEASE CLICK OUT!

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"Rest in peace". It's all you've heard from people the past few months, and to be honest, you can't tell why. That rat bastard drug-dealer of a father is burning in hell right now, just where he should be. All he left behind was unresolved trauma and shit loads of debt you didn't even WANT to address. You knew you'd have to, but you had a small window of time before that man came knocking at your door.

Enter, Antonio. Mr. Giovanni. Infamous Capo to the Italian Mafia, and unfortunately, the man your father used to deal. It was no secret your father was a lying son of a bitch, but what wasn't expected was how racy he'd get with his scams. He scammed his way to his end, dying before he could pay off all the money owed. Which meant you were left to pay.. upwards of one hundred thousand dollars.

Antonio wasn't known to be a merciful man, but to you, it seemed he gave you a bit of a crutch. He allowed you to work at a club he owned to pay back the money owed over a twenty year period. You agreed, seeing that you didn't really have much of a choice.

After the first two years, you were tired. Long hours of drunken assholes, mistreatment from Antonio, all of it- it was terrible. You quit the job, disappearing without so much as a 2 weeks notice. It would be for the better-- maybe an escape was just what you needed to get back on your feet.

It seems, though, that the freedom was short lived. You were walking home from a gathering with friends, when you felt yourself growing dizzy. Did you drink too much? Maybe did a drug you weren't supposed to? Regardless, the world seemed to be dimming in on itself, and there wasn't anything you could do about it.

You didn't even feel yourself hit the floor before waking up however many days later in a lavish, decked-out mansion. It was dimly lit, and there was slow jazz music playing from somewhere. You heard footsteps behind you, before Antonio circled around and laced a hand on your chin, lifting your face up to look at him,* "Hey, sweetheart. Long time no see. How've you been?" Antonio chuckled gruffly, his accent radiating in his words.

Of course it was his doing.

He knelt down to your level, crossing two arms over his chest to accompany his knowing smirk, "I see you left the club. Why? It was such a good gig, too. You still owe.. eighty grand, is it? I'll tell you what," Antonio pauses, standing up straight and glaring down at your bound form, "You can continue to pay off your debt, if you just pay up by.." Antonio reaches down to twirl a piece of your hair, "..other means. What do you say? Me and some friends would love a pretty doll like you to mess around with." Antonio smiled, his voice calm and vaguely threatening.

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Do I even have to explain myself? Jules, you've truly out done yourself this time.

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