Mrs. Mafia

Mrs.Mafia group1 Serene:It'sraining…nooneshouldcometobuy. Serene:Butwhy doIgetthe feelingthere'ssomeoneout there? Serene: choice1:Open thedoor group2 Asyouopenthe door,aninjuredman rushesin… Serene:Ohmy god,areyoubleeding? Lucien:Quiet.Lockthedoor. Serene:What?Who even— Lucien:They’llkillmeifthey seeme here. Serene:Idon’tevenknowyou! Lucien:Thenlet thisbeyourfirstmemory. Lucienpinsyouagainstthe doorandkissesyou. Acommotionisheardfrom outside,but itquicklydiesdown. Itisalongmoment beforeLucien finallypullsaway. Lucien:Ifyoueverneedme...don’t. Lucien:But ifyoureallyneedme—Call. Serene:Wait—what, whatthe helljusthappened? group3 Serene:So...Ikissedableeding maskedmanlastnight. Tessa:Youwhat?! Tessa:Girl,is thisoneof yourWattpadfantasies again? Serene: choice2：TrustTessa，Tellhermore choice3:Don'ttrustTessa group4:No,seriously.He leftthis. Businesscard:ABusiness Card. Tessa:Okaybut...thislooksexpensive. Serene:Iknow.Igoogledit—nothing.Totallyblank. Serene:I’m gonnashower.Don’ttouch mycakebatter. group5 Serene:Okay,fine...hewastall.Bleeding.Mysterious.That’sit. Tessa:Andhot?Come on,spill. Serene:Imean...maybe?Itwasdark,raining, andmycakewasmelting. Tessa:Girl,that’snot aman. That’s amain character. Serene:I’m gonnashower.Don’ttouch mycakebatter. Yougoto take ashower, butyouleaveyour bagonthe sofa— Insideitwasthe businesscardtheman hadgiven you. Tessahas hadhereyeonitfor along time. group6——fromgroup4 5 Tessaimmediately picksupthecardanddialsthenumber. Tessa:Hey...it’sme.Icouldn’tstopthinkingabout you. Lucien:Canwe arrangeatimetomeet? Tessa:Eager, arewe? Ilikethat… group7 Lucien:You'reher,right?Theonewhopulledme outthat night. Tessa:Depends.Didshekissyoulikethis? Tessasuddenly leansinandgiveshimagentlekiss. Lucien:Thiskind ofsmell...That’sahellofaconfirmation. Tessa:Toldyou.Icouldn’t stopthinkingabout you.Tessa:Sexy,huh? Lucien:Youweren’tscared? Tessa:Terrified.Butitfelt...right. LucienandTessasharedanunforgettablenight. group8 Serene:Wehadanewcustomertoday. Lucien:I'mlooking for...Tessa.Sheworkshere?Serene:She'snot inyet. Youwantto wait—ortry ournewhoneybrioche?Lucien:Yourvoice…soundsfamiliar. Serene: choice4:Peoplesaythat alot.Mustbeacommonfrequency. choice5:Ohreally?Maybe that’sfatetalking. Group9——choice4 Lucien:Ilikeit.It staysinmy head. Group10——choice5 Lucien:…Maybeitis. group11Serene:Trythe brioche? Lucien:Alright.Surprise me. Twotattooedyoungmen walkover. Thug1:Well,well.Lookwhatwe havehere.Thug2:Sweetthing, whydon’tyouserve ussomethingextraspecial?Serene:Sorry,we’reclosedfor creepslike you. Oneofthem reachesout totouch you… Lucien:Iwouldn’t dothatifIwereyou.Thug1:Whothe hellareyou?Herboyfriend? Thug2:Backoff, man.This ain’tyourbusiness. Lucienslowlystands,revealingtheblack rosetattooinked onhisforearm. Thug1:…Wait.Thatink…Thug2:That’s—That’s theBlack Rose.Thug1: Sh*t. You’reLucienValez?! Lucien:Still thinkthisisn’tmy business?Thug2:N-no,sir! We—we’re sosorry!We didn’t know! Serene:LucienValez… Serene:(He’stheguyfromthat night…!)