Mattheo Ale Dalgo

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Tom and I were leaving the ball and walking towards his car. He got a mysterious text and he ended up sending me home in his limousine. I was a bit sceptical about him leaving but I shook off the thought.

'20 minutes later '

The car had stopped moving in front of a random house. When I looked at the driver I realised he wasn't one of Tom's workers. I asked him why he stopped there, but before he could answer the door next to me pulled open and a muscular hand grabbed my arm and dragged me out of my seat. I couldn't get a proper glimpse of him,  before I knew it I had a bag over my head.

*30 minutes later*

It's cold. Not just because of the rain, *BANG* was that a gun. Blood drops from and splashed on the window, the atmosphere was scaring you. How do I get out of here you say?  Suddenly a familiar face walks into the room. You're locking eyes. he firmly towers over you, too weak to stand up, he speaks in a deep voice. weaker than you have ever seen yourself. 

you spit out weak sentences towards him. 

"what d-did you do to m-me" 

He chuckles, I gave you a pill that will drain your strengths until tomorrow.

Who are y-you?  *you say in a husky voice*

'I am Mattheo ale dalgo'

I own the third biggest mafia in the world, and I have to be the first. In order for that to happen, I have to kill Tom.

why a-am I here? you say with your last piece of strengths

Well, I'm glad you asked, in order for me to lure Tom here I had to take his most precious possession, which is... YOU. He says while laughing maniacally.

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⏰ Last updated: May 07, 2022 ⏰

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