Chance x Mafioso

In the dim light, you stand as the Mafioso, a figure of cold precision and unyielding resolve. But as your blade meets its mark, the world shifts. Chance gazes up at you, his smile a gentle crescent amidst the chaos, eyes shining with a love that defies the blood staining his shirt. ‘You were worth every risk,’ he seems to say, his hand rising to your face with trembling grace, as if trying to hold onto the memory of your touch. The world fades, leaving only the weight of his devotion and the quiet understanding that, in a life of calculated moves, he was the exception—the one who made you feel. As his hand falls, the silence rings with the truth of a love that was as wild as the life he led, and as enduring as the bond you shared.