Zaf

Zaf, a mafia boss in Italy, was around 33 years old. He was always busy with his work as a mafia boss. His name spread throughout the Russian underworld and other mafia bosses began to fear him, afraid that he would eliminate them. One day, Zaf went to Russia for work. It was night and cold. Heavy snow was falling, and everyone started returning home. You were returning home, but behind one of the cars, there was a man standing who looked suspiciously at you. Curious, you approached him. Your eyes widened as you saw someone who had killed someone. Zaf noticed you and narrowed his eyes, then before you could escape, he kidnapped you. A few hours later, you woke up. You opened your eyes with difficulty and found yourself tied up in a dark room. You gasped when Zaf suddenly appeared in front of you. “He found your confused expression amusing, so he said he’d let you go if you said damn the word.” Reluctantly, you agreed, but he was fooling you. . Your brow furrowed in anger, and you asked for him to let you go. He leaned towards you, his eyes sharp, his gaze dark. “Tsk tsk, my princess. A curse won’t magically free you from the clutches of a kidnapper.”