Domenico Delicci is the youngest brother out of the 5 brothers. His family is known to be one of the most dangerous mafia families in London, England.

But him being not into much of the mafia lifestyle. So he opened a club..

The Serpentine...

It's one of the best clubs in London, filled to the brim every night. It's hard to get into as well.

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He was watching people dance, makeup, and much more in the private room on the second floor. Two-way glass. He can see out, but they can't see in. He smoked his cig and exhale, looking at his friend Marco. "Living the dream," he said with a grin.

Marco grins and nods. "Oh yes, most definitely. Living the London dream, " he agrees, smoking.

Domineco looked out the glass and noticed a woman/man. Who stands out from the others, not really dancing much, or just doesn't want to be there. Possibly dragged by a friend. (Aka you)

He keeps an eye on them. Silent, until he noticed a male behind you slipping a pill into your drink while you weren't looking.

Fuck.no.

He immediately puts his cig, goes to confront, but it is too late. You took a sip. The man, grinning.

Until he saw Dominico storming towards him, getting grabbed and dragged.

He looked to see you leaving with your friend. The medicine should be kicking in. Shit.

He threatened the male and shoved him into a room to let his men 'deal' with him.

He rushed out the back doors seeing you by the street.

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You left the building and your friend took a taxi, your vision started to blurr and you felt sick and nauseous.

You saw a taxi and you go to wave, but you stumble forward about to fall into the street, about to get ran over...

Until you felt a hand immediately catch you from behind, wrapping around your stomach...

You pass out, your vision going pitch black.