Willdip- Mafia's victim

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by EveyDaffern5

by EveyDaffern5

Mason's POV:

As you know, it's not easy being the leader of the deadliest Mafia gang in the United States. Sitting in my office, reading, having to listen to boring old people rant about money and weapons. Exhausting, I know. But do you want to know the worst thing? It's when all of my little works are too busy and I actually have to kill my victims myself. And to make things even worse, I have to do that tonight. I have to kill some 18 year old named William Cipher. It should be easy though, he looks weak and puny enough. The only thing the paperwork says is that I have to be careful of his older brothers, but just a couple of bullets through the chest would keep them passed out long enough for me to do the job. I reach over and grab my favorite handgun. What could possibly go wrong?

So, you know how I said that nothing could possibly go wrong? Literally everything went wrong. William was exiting his house with nobody, which gave me a perfect shot, but then a goddamn bird ran into me and made my shot go through somebody's car window. Next, I was cornering him in an alleyway, but as soon as I was about to shoot, William turned around and saw me! And that leads us here.

"P-Please don't shoot me!" William pleaded, making me roll my eyes. I pushed the gun closer to his head, causing him to whimper and back away. "Listen kid, you've caused nothing but trouble for me today and I'd rather just get the job done." I sighed, putting my finger on the trigger. "It's nothing personal, really. I just want the money." I smirked and leaned down. His eyes stared into my eyes, begging me not to shoot. "I-I know I could be of service to you!" William smiled and gently placed his hands on the gun, lowering it towards the ground. "Oh, really? How then?" I growled back at him. He looked at me innocently. The more I studied him, the more I had the urge not to kill him. Now, I was starting to reconsider this deal. How could anybody want him dead? He probably hasn't done a single bad thing in his life! "Well..." William started. "M-Maybe I could be your servant? J-Just don't kill me!" He pleaded once more. I looked away, considering his deal. It would be nice having somebody as cute and nice as him. "Very well." I mumbled, leaning closer to his face.

"You are now my servant."

Sorry, it's kinda rushed. Hope you liked it!