Sun was setting over the city skyline, casting an orange glow over the bustling streets below. Y/n hurried through the crowded sidewalks, her heart pounding with excitement as she made her way to the luxurious office building where she worked as an assistant to the notorious mafia boss, Mr. Moretti

Moretti was a man of power and influence, feared and respected by everyone in the criminal underworld. Y/n had been working for him for several months now, running errands, making phone calls, and handling his day-to-day business with ruthless efficiency. Despite the danger and the secrecy that surrounded her job, she felt a thrill every time she walked through the doors of his office, knowing that she was part of something bigger than herself. As she entered the building.

She was greeted by Moretti bodyguards, who nodded at her in recognition before letting her pass. She made her way up to the top floor, where Mr. Moretti office was located, and knocked on the door before entering. "Y/n, come in,"

Mr.Moretti deep voice called out from inside. Y/n stepped into the opulent office, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of danger. Mr. Moretti was seated behind his desk, his dark eyes fixed on her as she approached. "I have some important business for you to take care of," he said, his words clipped and to the point.

Y/n nodded, her expression neutral as she listened to his instructions. "I need you to deliver this package to our associates at the casino downtown," he continued "Don't fail me and be careful of who you run into."