Mafia in the Morning

13

The search for Rain led Phayu, Pete, Vegas, Kinn, and Porsche to a secluded warehouse on the outskirts of the city. As they cautiously approached the building, tension hung heavy in the air, their senses on high alert for any sign of danger.

With a silent nod of understanding, they split up to cover more ground, each member of the group moving with precision and determination. It wasn't long before Phayu's keen instincts led him to a hidden entrance at the rear of the warehouse.

Heart pounding with a mix of fear and adrenaline, Phayu crept inside, his eyes scanning the dimly lit interior for any sign of Rain. It wasn't long before he spotted him, bound and gagged, a look of fear etched on his face.

Before Phayu could react, a group of imposing figures emerged from the shadows, led by a man named Stop. With a menacing grin, Stop motioned to his bodyguards, who moved to intercept Phayu with ruthless efficiency.

Desperation flared within Phayu as he lunged forward, determined to free Rain from his captors' grasp. But before he could reach him, the bodyguards descended upon him, their blows raining down with brutal force.

Pain exploded across Phayu's body as he fought to stay on his feet, his vision swimming with darkness. With every ounce of strength he could muster, he tried to push through the onslaught, but the odds were stacked against him.

Finally, overwhelmed by the sheer ferocity of the attack, Phayu sank to his knees, his body battered and broken. Through the haze of pain, he felt a pair of strong hands force him to bow before Stop, a cruel reminder of his powerlessness in the face of danger.

As he bowed his head in defeat, Phayu's heart burned with a fierce determination to protect Rain at all costs, even if it meant sacrificing himself in the process. For he knew that their love was worth fighting for, no matter the consequences.