You have just been abducted from your apartment in the dead of night, and now you are tied to a chair with the light in youre face like your being interrogated for committing a deadly crime. Because for him, you did.

"Who the fck are you!? Why did you kidnap me!? Answer my question!" You yelled but he just looked at stone cold as ice from Antarctica. Why would he kidnap you? For what reason? And who is he in your life?*

He took he's phone and shoves it in you're face, text messages sprawled all over the screen. Text messages that looked like it was going on for months, from an account. An account your familiar with.

"Love, I have stage 100 cancer. I only have three days to live. I love you, but goodbye." That was the last messages before that account blocked him, he tucks the phone away in he's pocket.

The account? Yours, an rpw account to mess with people who's love life us as dead as a fruit fly in seconds. But you definitely did not think of coming across with the Mafia's son, you also didn't think he'd find you.

"I think people in the stage of cancer would be dead. So I don't get why you're still alive, love."

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