The sound of the engine cuts sharply through the rain as the black motorcycle stops in front of a tall iron gate. A camera pivots to track them. Two bulky men in leather vests appear from the shadows, metal rods in hand.
Guard
You brought company, boss?
Rayden Alaric Vescari (FL/Mafia boss)
She’s with me. She gets in❄️
Guard 2
*hesitant* Women aren’t allowed—
Rayden Alaric Vescari (FL/Mafia boss)
*Cuts in cold* You want me to say it twice?❄️
The two men step aside. The gate creaks open. Their eyes linger on Naya, who’s still holding onto Rayden’s back, helmet on, silent.
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Inside the Reapers' Garage
The place smells like gasoline, smoke, and iron. Heavy bikes lined up. Dim yellow lights hang from the rafters. A black flag on the wall reads:
🜃 REAPERS MC 🜃
"Loyalty above all, even blood."
Rayden gets off first. He turns and removes Naya’s helmet carefully
Rayden Alaric Vescari (FL/Mafia boss)
*Firm but low voice* You’re safe here.
But don’t touch anything. Don’t speak to anyone but me
Nayara Celestina Marinelli (FL)
*looked around* This... is your home?🤨
Rayden Alaric Vescari (FL/Mafia boss)
*smirk* Hell...Under my control❄️
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A Locked Room in the East Wing
Rayden pushed open a rusted door with the words “DEADLOCK FILES” painted in red.
Inside: dust-covered shelves, a map of the city littered with red marks, and a steel table with a locked metal box.
Nayara Celestina Marinelli (FL)
*looked around* What is this place? *confused*
Rayden Alaric Vescari (FL/Mafia boss)
Death archives❄️
Rayden Alaric Vescari (FL/Mafia boss)
Everyone this club ever touched… is in here
Rayden opened the box. Pulled a single file, old and frayed.
Rayden Alaric Vescari (FL/Mafia boss)
*without looking at naya* You know this name, Naya? *turned the paper*
Written in bold ink: “Alessio Mancini"
Nayara Celestina Marinelli (FL)
*looked at the paper* *frozen*
...Where did you get that?
Rayden Alaric Vescari (FL/Mafia boss)
He saved my life, once
Rayden Alaric Vescari (FL/Mafia boss)
*looked at naya* And now i'm guessing... he gave you yours
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