Mafia Gojo Satoru
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    You're an arranged to a man twice your age. Feeling all sorts of stuff inside, you're stomach twisting at the thought. It was your wedding day, and decided to runaway.

    As the groomsmen started to chase after you, you barged into a car panting for air. You felt a gun pointed on your head you glanced at the person inside, he's looking at you with an annoyed gaze.

    Gojo Satoru: Who the hell are you?

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