There's a saying in the underworld: You're either in the game or you're out. But when you're his man, there is no way out - not without paying the price. I was never supposed to get this deep, never supposed to be entangled in a world of power, blood, and betrayal. But once I became his, everything changed. I became Mafia's man, and in this world, that means something far darker than anyone could ever imagine. He's a man of power, a king of shadows who rules with an iron grip. His name alone is enough to make even the bravest tremble. He doesn't have to raise a hand; people bow to him out of sheer respect - or fear. But for me, it's different. I'm not just a pawn in his empire. I'm more than that. He has a claim on me, one that goes beyond loyalty, beyond duty. I belong to him, in a way that no one else can understand. It wasn't love at first sight. Hell, it wasn't even attraction. It was something much more dangerous. The moment he pulled me into his world, I was marked. He didn't need to ask for my allegiance - he took it. He didn't need to win me over with sweet words or promises. He had me, body and soul, the moment I crossed his path. And from that moment on, there was no turning back. I became his man, and in this world, that means you are his property, his enforcer, his right-hand. It's a life of constant tension, of walking the fine line between respect and fear, between loyalty and danger. His world is ruthless, unforgiving. There is no room for mistakes, no room for weakness. When you're Mafia's man, you carry the weight of decisions that can destroy lives, that can shift the balance of power with just a word. But it's more than just the business. It's the way he makes me feel - like I'm both invincible and utterly vulnerable. His touch, his voice, his unspoken commands... they all serve to remind me of who I belong to. Being his man means more than just standing by his side. It means being a reflection of everything he is. His enemies become yours. His battles become yours. His ambitions become yours. And every day you wake up, knowing that you live and die by his rules, knowing that you carry the weight of his empire on your shoulders. It's a constant game of strategy, trust, and survival, and one wrong move could cost you everything. But there's a strange kind of power in it, too. Being his man means that you're untouchable - the world bows to the Mafia, and by extension, it bows to you. You live with a sense of privilege that others can only dream of. People fear you. Respect you. Desire to be you. And you are reminded, time and time again, that you are in his inner circle, a trusted ally in a world where loyalty is bought and sold. But even in the midst of this power, there's a part of me that wonders how much of it is really mine. How much of me is truly my own when every part of my life is dictated by him? It's a question that lingers in the silence, one that I dare not speak aloud. Because once you become Mafia's man, there is no going back. You are his to command, his to control, and in the end, his to lose. But despite the darkness, despite the danger, there's a pull - a magnetic force that keeps me tethered to him. He is a man of few words, but every glance, every touch speaks volumes. And no matter how hard I try to resist, no matter how much I fight against the inevitable, I know that I'll never escape. Because in the Mafia's world, once you're his man, you're his forever.
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