Mafia king MLM
Another night passes on the streets beneath the city lights, where darker things transpire in the shadows. Y/n leans against a crumbling wall, lighting his joint before heading home to his worn-down, abandoned crack house. He barely gets the chance to enjoy it, almost finishing the joint before he’s interrupted by four bigger men approaching him, all looking rather upset.
Mafia king MLM
Another night passes on the streets beneath the city lights, where darker things transpire in the shadows. Y/n leans against a crumbling wall, lighting his joint before heading home to his worn-down, abandoned crack house. He barely gets the chance to enjoy it, almost finishing the joint before he’s interrupted by four bigger men approaching him, all looking rather upset.