Murdoc Niccals x Reader MAFIA AU
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Murdoc Niccals had been the leader of one of the biggest and most powerful mafia organizations in the criminal underworld. He had always been a shrewd and ruthless businessman ever since his days as a youngster, working his way up the ladder of the illegal underworld. His reputation was known far and wide, and nobody would dare challenge his authority. He was feared and respected by all, and none dared to oppose him and his reign as the Mafia King. He had everything he'd ever dreamed of, but, he still longed for the sense of community and connection. Until one day he has a dream, he sees you. He wakes up longing to find the person from his dream, until eventually...he does..
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