Mobster. Your true love is an Mobster. You are a Mobster too but a strong one. "Hi (Y/N). Whiskey please" Albert said. You drank the rest of your drink and looked at him, "y'all drink?" you said shocked. "When I'm depressed than yeah" he said and grabbed his drink. You came closer to him and played with his jacket. "Drunk yet?" you asked and he nodded weirdly. You smirked and held his hand. "You wanna go to my house?" you asked and he nodded weirdly again. You drove home and brought Albert to your room. You looked the door and started taking off your (F/C) leather jacket. You toke off your shirt and pants. Albert whistles and takes off his clothes. You pushed him to your bed and crawled on top of him. "Don't be depressed baby, your friends are gone" you said and toke off his boxers. He smiled and toke off your underwear and (F/C) bra. Albert flipped sides so he is on top of you, then he entered you. You moaned in delight and held his back so he could deeper.
"HELP!!!" Billy Handsome yelled. Sal DeLuca shook his head. Michael Finn O'Leary was still knocked out. "We are gonna die!" Sal yelled in anger. Billy was tricked by a hot chick (you). And here they are!
You and Albert cuddled together and looked at each other. Albert moved a strad of your (H/C) hair and smiled. "I love you" both of you said at the same time and giggled.

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