MAFIA'S EMBRACE
The Encounter
The cold night air fills the alley as Marco stubs out his cigarette, his eyes scanning the loney figure sitting beneath a cardboard box.
The boy looks up , eyes wide with a mix of fear and curiousity .
Marco steps forward, his confident smile and cocky demeanor evident as he speaks...
Marco
Hey kid , what are you doing all alone out here ?
he shivered, clutching his knees closer..
luca
just enjoying the five -star hospitality 🙂
Marco
five-star hospitality,huh?
luca
hey, it's got a roof ...kinda , gesturing to the soggy cardboard above . And the ambiance ? top-notch .
Marco
you've got jokes for days, huh?😏
Marco tone softened slightly
Marco
but seriously, you're gonna freeze out here..
Marco's sudden shift in tone left luca wondering - was he geniunely concerned, or was this part of some game ?
luca
with shivering 🥶....
I am fi..fine...
Marco expression suddenly turned serious again, his eyes locked onto the luca . he knelt down next to the box
Marco
how long have you been out here kid ?
luca
just because you've got a bigger frame doesn't mean everyone smaller than you is a kid .😤
Marco
Not a kid, huh?Alright.
Marco
You're freezing. How long has it been since you ate anything?
luca
i’m fine, he muttered, glancing away. But his stomach betrayed you with a low, rumbling growl 😣
luca
Okay, maybe it’s been... a while, 👀
* he admitted, rubbing his arms for warmth*
But don’t get any ideas, alright? I don’t need charity.✋
Marco
You know, pride can only get you so far in life. Being tough doesn't mean you can't take a little help now and then. So get yourself out from under there and come with me..🫴
luca narrowed his eyes, still unsure of his intentions.
luca
And where exactly are you planning to take me?
Marco
His smirk returning......
Someplace where the roof isn’t made of soggy cardboard and the food doesn’t come out of a dumpster, he said smoothly.
For a moment, luca hesitated. Every instinct told him to be cautious, but the warmth in his voice and the genuine look in his eyes made it hard to push him away.....
Me..
I am the one who writing this story..
I read many chat stories and I wish I also want to write on chat story..
so guys , this is my first chat story..
Read and if u like this support me and comment ur opinions....
Trust and Survival
Marco
I'm taking you to my place😌 , can't let you freeze out here all night. unless you'd rather be a human popsicle in the morning
for a moment, he hesitated . finally ......
luca
Alright, but if this is some kind of trick , you're gonna regret it 🫵👿
Marco
"Noted "... he said with a chuckle
Marco
come on then , let's get going before you turn into a popsicle.what's your name kiddo?
luca
stop calling me kiddo And I am luca hayes
Marco
*feisty ,I like that *
c'mon , let's go
Marco started walking , motioning him to follow
He started walking again , heading out of the alley. The streets were mostly empty , leaving only the two of them walking alone in the dead of the night ...🌠
Marco
you got any family , kid..I mean luca 😅
luca
"Family "
forcing a half-laugh
"Not anymore."
Marco
so you're all alone , huh?
luca
why,you planning adopting or something? 🤨
Marco
*marco chuckled softly*
Nah , you're far too prickly to be a good kid
He passed for a moment, his expression turning more serious
Marco
No , I just don't like the idea of a kid like you being all alone in this cruel world
luca
This world's cruel to everyone.Doesn't matter if you're alone or not 🙃
*They have these conversation while walking to marco place *
Marco
you're right , the world is rough and unfair to all
Marco
But it's even harder when you have no one lean on...
luca
I don't know how to..how to need someone. I've been alone for so long , I just... I can't
Marco leads luca down the street toward a sprawling, gated mansion. Neo stops in his tracks, his jaw dropping as he stares at the massive property.
luca
(wide -eyed) what ..the actual hell is this ?
Marco
(smirking, glancing back at him)
it's my house , why ?
luca
This isn't a house ! This is... idk, a palace?A hotel? A rich guy's ego in physical form?
Marco
(laughing) You’ve got quite the imagination, luca
luca
(still staring at the house) No, seriously. Do you even need all those windows? Or is that just to blind people with sunlight reflecting off the glass?
Marco
Hey, those windows are custom. Don’t insult them.
Marco
(crossing his arms, amused)
Are you done being dramatic, or do you want a tour of the mailbox too?
luca
Bet the mailbox talks or something. ‘Hello, mm..whatever ur name You’ve got mail from your other rich friends.’
Marco
(laughing) "You’re impossible, kid. Come on, let’s go inside
As luca steps into the grand foyer of Marco's mansion, the towering doors creak closed behind him. The marble floors gleam under the soft lighting, and the air feels different—luxurious, calm. He looks around, still in awe of the place, when a few workers, busy with their tasks, pause and turn toward him.
Butler
Welcome , Mr.Rinaldi
he bows slightly
Marco
to luca : This is the team I trust. They keep things running smoothly around here.
As Marco walks deeper into the mansion, the workers return to their duties
Welcome to the Mansion
luca
Anyway. you've got,like ten couches . what's that about? planning a furniture parade or something ?
Marco
it's for when I have guests 😌
Marco
Turn off your alarm🤫 and follow me. I'll show your room
luca
*is he talking about my mouth😤*
Nod
Marco leads luca through the grand hall of the mansion,luca's eyes wandering to every intricate detail of the house..
Marco suddenly stops in front of a door. Luca , too focused on the decor , he walks straight into Marco's back.
luca
*stumbling *
ow! seriously? A little warning next time , Mr.statue
Marco
*turning slightly with a smirk*
Maybe if you stopped gawking like a tourist , you wouldn't have bumped into me 😏
(Gawking means staring openly in a way that is rude or shows curiosity.)
luca
*rubbing his nose*
Not my fault🤷 your house looks like it belongs in a fairy tale. you should hand out maps.
( I don't have nice pic.. so adjust it pls)
Marco chuckles , his gaze softening as he watches luca rub his nose . For a split second , he let's his guard down
Marco
*Chuckling Softly*
Right . And I'll make sure to include a ' Marco Stops Here' sign just for you
Luca pauses , glancing at Marco , his expression unreadable. Their eyes meet a brief moment and there's an unspoken warmth lingering in the air
luca
*grinning again, breaking the tension*
Marco gestures to the door
Marco
This is your room. Try not to bump into the furniture too.
luca
I'll try my best , Boss. No promises though.
Marco
*smirking, but his tone softer than usual*Now, go settle in .And try not to get lost
As Marco turns to leave, his smirk lingers, but he hesitates briefly before walking away. luca watches him, his grin fading into something more thoughtful before stepping into the room.
After few minutes...
Luca took bath and .....
he stood in the bathroom, dripping water onto the pristine tiled floor. He tightened the towel around his waist and looked around the luxurious space in frustration.
luca
*muttering to himself*
Seriously? No clothes, no robes... What kind of fancy mansion is this?
He tapped his foot before huffing in defeat and yelling out.
luca
*shouting*
Hey! Uh... Mister Fancy House Guy !Are you out there?!
Downstairs, Marco, froze at the loud call. 😶he headed toward Neo’s room. Knocking once, he pushed the door open slightly and raised an eyebrow.🤨
Marco
*calmly*
What’s going on in here? Why are you yelling?
luca peeked out from behind the bathroom door, his face slightly red from embarrassment.
luca
I don’t have anything to wear! What am I supposed to do? Walk around in this towel and scare off your workers?
Marco
I highly doubt you’d scare anyone, kid.
luca
*glaring*
Stop calling me ‘kid’! And I’m serious!"
Marco chuckled, stepping further into the room, his eyes scanning luca's flustered expression.
Marco
Alright, alright. Stay here. I’ll grab something for you.
A few minutes later, Marco returned with a neatly folded set of clothes. He walked up to the bathroom door, holding them out.
Marco
Here you go, Towel Boy. Try not to make a mess.
luca
*snatching the clothes*
Stop calling me names, Mister Fancy House Guy!
Marco chuckled but said nothing as he waited. When luca finally emerged, dressed in a slightly oversized sweatshirt and sweatpants, Marco gave him an exaggerated once-over.
Marco
*softly*
You look good, though, kid. Better than when I found you.
luca blinked, caught off guard by the sudden gentleness in Marco’s tone. He looked away, fiddling with the hem of the oversized sweatshirt.
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