Godfather x Mayor
The mayor rested her chin in her hand. It had been an exhausting day. Leading the town was not easy, and she knew it.
Suddenly, she heard the door opening. She jumped slightly, all her muscles in tension, trying to sharpen her hearing. A dark figure came from behind an she felt a cold metal against her head. A gun.
The wielder of the weapon took her chin between his fingers and made her stare into his eyes.
“Even now… I cannot bring myself to do it,” the Godfather muttered and left without another word. The Mayor sighed: she had been spared again.
by procrastination-hell

















