!PIZZADEBT!: Pizza with additional blood [CONFESSION]

PIZZA WITH ADDITIONAL BLOOD: NEW CUSTOMER.

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5th sep: Sooo..y'all want a bonus chapter? It's gonna be a ONESHOT not a sequel to this but yeah..if we reach 10k+ reads and 200 votes then it'll come ( it will be reposted on my another story as well

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ELLIOT'S P.O.V.:

Another boring Monday, right as if Monday's may ever be good. You know that working on Mondays already sucks but additionally when you had a terrible argument with your boyfriend . No, nothing has been going great today. First I had a terrible argument with my boyfriend, second, the damm argument got me late for work and I had to apologise to my fellow co-workers, and now I'm doing three jobs per second! And in top of that these stupid people, always complaining about the slightest thing. GREAT JUST GREAT.

I was busy sulking, the doorbell rang, snapping me out of my silly thoughts. Before i could look up, I heard that same deep and gruf voice.

"Mafioso..."

I didn't need to look up, never did. It was another one of those days where he would offer some pizza for his "folks" , I was already used to his commanding and perfection.

"Two pepperonis..."

He said, his voice filled with an irresistible command. I quickly nodded and got back to work . As soon as I entered the kitchen. The chef's looked pale, a bowl of half made dough was spilled on the ground as my co-workers tried to clean it as fast as they could. Seemed like the Mafioso's presence made everyone nervous here.

Though one chat with the chef's later. I came to the mafia's table putting the food on the table with a clearly nervous smile and spoke.

"E..enjoy, and is there anything i could help you all with?"

Shit! I cursed my self, I DID NOT meant to slutter. I quickly turned away to leave for my counter. Just then I felt someone grabbing my hand. It was him . I gulped and turned to him. Though his words-

"Soft..."

He said without realising, as he held onto my hand. I became more red than any tomato in the whole universe. When he realised what he did his face became more red than mine.

...(⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡Awkward (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡...

The awkward moment was stupiditly long , as he finally let go. I rushed to the kitchen not caring about the curious glances from all sides. I walked in , giving the chef a rough pat on the pat and spoke.

"I ain't doing this shit..,I want someone in place of me for a short while..until the mob boss is gone"

The chef nodded..it was fast, thought he'll put up a fight for it, yea that's the privilege you get from being the future heir. He quickly sent another female co worker in my place. I was safe , or i thought I was thought. I was cooking in relief, yeah gotta cook too. I'm not the employee of the month for 5 years straight for nothing.

"Where's the blonde one...?" (Yea Elliot has blonde hair)

I heard a gruff voice. Damm it was him..and he was asking for me..?

...

A moment of silence.