The Mafia Don's Second Chance
Episode # 3
Marco drove along the empty street, he absentmindedly flicked the wheel, barely noticing the road ahead.
But then, in the distance, he saw a woman walking briskly along, a small child beside her.
It was Angela, carrying bags.
MARCO VIKTOR (ML)
*he slowed, his sharp gaze narrowing. Something didn't sit right.*
Angela moved quickly, almost as if she were trying to escape something. Her son stumbled now and then, but she kept her pace.
ANGELA (FL)
*her eyes that nervously to the cars that passed.*
Marco passed them at first, the rearview mirror reflecting their figures growing smaller behind him.
MARCO VIKTOR (ML)
*But something gnawed at him. His grip tightened on the steering wheel.*
What the hell am I doing?
*he muttered to himself*
He turned the wheel sharply and with a deep exhale, drove back.
He pulled up slowly beside them, rolling the window down just a crack.
MARCO VIKTOR (ML)
Hey.
*his voice low but authoritative*
ANGELA (FL)
*she stopped, her eyes flicking to him with suspicion and wariness*
MARCO VIKTOR (ML)
Where are you headed?
*he asked, not sounding like a man who was merely curious, but like a man who expected an answer*
ANGELA (FL)
*she hesitated, then took a step back, clutching her son's hand tighter*
We're fine. Just...just on our way home.
MARCO VIKTOR (ML)
At this hour?
*he pressed, his voice even but insistent*
He could tell she was nervous, and the son's slow, stumbling gait only confirmed something was off.
ANGELA (FL)
I told you. We're fine
*she repeated*
Marco wasn't a man who took no for an answer. His sedan slowed to match their pace, the wheels barely turning now as he hovered alongside them.
MARCO VIKTOR (ML)
Listen, it's late, and you're not fine. Where are you going? I can help.
ANGELA (FL)
No,, thank you.
*she snapped quickly, her face tense*
We're just fine.
She quickened her step, her free hand reaching down to support her son, who had begun to drag behind.
Marco watched the child's wobbly legs, the exhausted slump of his little body, and then world seemed to still for a moment.
And then, without warning, the child collapsed.
MARCO VIKTOR (ML)
*his eyes widened, without thinking, he threw the car into park and slammed the door open, he rushed toward them.*
ANGELA (FL)
*she gasped, kneeling beside her son*
No!
*she cried, but her hands trembled as she tried to lift the boy*
Marco didn't hesitate. He was beside her in a heartbeat kneeling, his hands scooping the child up effortlessly.
ANGELA (FL)
*she recoiled, her voice tight with panic*
What are you doing?!
MARCO VIKTOR (ML)
Shut up and get in the damn car!
*he barked, icily*
Your child's life matters now, stop being stubborn.
Angela froze for a moment fear in her eyes as she looked up at him. She opened her mouth to protest again, but when she was her son's face pale and barely conscious. She closed it with snap,her expression one of helplessness.
MARCO VIKTOR (ML)
Get. In. The. Car.
*he repeated, this time with more Force, he wasn't asking*
Angela scrambled to her feet and without a word, she climbed into the car.
♡𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗 ♡
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