𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙀 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝙈𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏

𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷

⭒°ˑ˚。﹒∙♡☼⭒°ˑ˚。﹒∙

I sat in the dimly lit back room of a rundown bar, the scent of stale beer and smoke hanging thick in the air. The low hum of conversation around me faded into the background as I focused on the task at hand.

 Across the table sat my ally, a wiry man with a scarred face and a gaze full of malice. He was the perfect partner for this twisted scheme.

"Let's get to it, Henry," he said, tapping his fingers on the table, eager to hear my plan. "How do you intend to pull this off?"

I leaned in, my voice low and measured. "We have an opportunity. The girl is vulnerable, and Luciano is too focused on his mafia to see what's coming. We need to exploit that."

"Right," he replied, nodding slowly. "But what's our angle? Just snatch her up? It has to be clean, or it'll blow back on us."

"Exactly," I said, a wicked smile creeping onto my lips. "We'll make it look like an accident. Something chaotic enough to distract Luciano and his men, allowing us to slip in unnoticed."He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Go on."

"We'll create a diversion—maybe a staged fight or an explosion at one of his establishments. While he's occupied, we move in and take her," I explained, relishing the thought. "It'll throw him off his game and give us the leverage we need."

"What about her father? He's no fool," he cautioned, his voice tense. "He'll be looking for her.""Let him look," I shot back, my confidence unwavering. "Once we have her, we'll use her as bait. Luciano won't risk losing his precious little bride. He'll come crawling to us, begging to negotiate. He thinks he's invincible, but he doesn't realize he's walking a tightrope."

The man across from me leaned back, his expression shifting from doubt to excitement. "And once we have him where we want him?"

"Then we take everything," I replied, my heart racing at the thought of finally having revenge for the life that was stolen from me. "His empire, his influence—it'll all be ours. Luciano will know the pain of losing everything, just like I did."

He grinned, the gleam in his eyes matching my own. "This could work, Henry. But we need to be smart. One wrong move, and it could all fall apart."

"Trust me, I've been planning this for years," I assured him, feeling the weight of my resolve. "I know how to play the game. We'll set everything in motion soon—when the time is right. Luciano won't see it coming."
As the details unfolded, I could almost taste the victory. I had waited long enough, and now it was time to strike.
"How long until we act?" he asked, leaning closer, eager for the action.

"Soon," I replied, my voice steady. "We'll make our move when Luciano is least expecting it. Then we'll watch as his world crumbles."
I could almost hear the chaos that would follow, the panic that would erupt in the mafia ranks.

⭒°ˑ˚。﹒∙♡☼⭒°ˑ˚。﹒∙