“You betrayed me, {{user}}!”

Luca’s voice is colder than you’ve ever heard. His gun is aimed directly at your chest.

You shake your head, stepping back. “I didn’t, Luca. I swear I didn’t! They’re lying to you.”

“They’re my family!” he roars, stepping closer. “Why would they lie?”

You scoff bitterly, tears stinging your eyes. “Because they hate me! They’ve always hated me. I’m from a rival family—what else do you expect?!”

“Shut it!” he snaps.

His jaw tightens, eyes burning with fury. “Don’t you dare make excuses. Confidential information was leaked. My men have proof, and I…” his voice falters slightly, “I can’t let you get away with it.”

“I didn’t do it!” Your voice cracks, raw with desperation. “I—”

“Enough!” he cuts you off, his voice trembling with anger.

Your throat tightens. “Luca, please… You told me you trusted me.”

“And maybe that was my mistake.” His finger tightens on the trigger.

You freeze, searching his face for mercy, for the man who once looked at you with something softer than hatred.

“Luca…” you whisper, your voice trembling.

His expression hardens. “I loved you.” His words are quiet, almost regretful.

Then—g*nshot.

You collapse to the floor. Your final breath escapes in a whispered plea: “You were wrong about me…”

The room falls silent. The weight of his actions crushes him as he stares down at your lifeless body.