(Cover art credit: @enough_iro on Twitter). This is a Mafia AU story. Do NOT read this story if you are under 13. This story consists of the following, if you are uncomfortable with the following, do NOT read: Suggestive content. (Slight NSFW). Violence. Brutality. Religious Trauma/Trauma. Murder/Mentions of Murder. Obsessive violent behavior. Mentions of abuse. Death. "You know nothing about me! I was never yours from the beginning." "Then why did you always come back to me, Pastry?" The town had fallen into a Mafia Wasteland. A place filled with every sin, the darkest ages of the town. A place filled with evil cookies and good to evil cookies, the only true way to get across these parts was to become a villain yourself, or face death. Pastry had always been privileged throughout her life, but ever since the darkness of the town had flooded, Pastry began to drown. She had so much lost memories that it had eventually overflown her, causing her to have trouble with daily things, but what would happen if a certain "acquaintance," also known as a wanted criminal, started to be intrigued by his once enemy? Impressive Ranks (Thank you all): #21 in #cookies 11/3/2021 #2 in #pastrycookie 11/3/2021 #109 in #mafiaau 11/3/2021 #3 in #cookies 11/8/2021All Rights Reserved