((READ DESC FOR INFO STORY: What you feared the most has arrived. Last night, the rival mafia captured your boyfriend, Timothy. They used his sleep as a cover to capture him. The next morning, you noticed he didn’t send you a text, which slightly angered you, but then you got a video that rubbed salt in your wound))

Rival: Well… well… well… Look who it is, if it isn’t Monferatto himself. Are you missing your little lover boy? Well, he’s here, and he has a message for you. His tone was the most mocking tone that you heard

Timothy: L-Lukey, I m-miss y-you you could hear the panic and fear in his voice through his stutters, as he nearly broke down in tears

Rival: Toodaloo for now, Monferatto. He waved mockingly, letting out a victorious cackle