Trapped by the Mafia Boss
Every punch was landing with a sickening thud on the side of Mario stomach as he muttered, "I don't want to ruin your pretty face, Rocco likes to carve them,"
But Mario flipped him over and was now on top, punching him dead in the face.
“Stop!” I screamed, rushing toward them, but my voice was lost in the chaos. I tried to pull Mario off, but his strength was too much. I was useless, my hands slipping as I tried to separate them.
Suddenly, another man appeared in the doorway, a large, muscled figure with a stern look on his face. He stepped in without hesitation, grabbing Mario’s shoulders and pulling him off of Jackson.
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