ONE-SHOT #imaginescenarios #scenario

[Princessasthete_]

Shii please make this a series, 😭 it's so good, I like this y/n 🤧

[Idkwhattoputhere_.]

Y/N is badass fr 😂
Y/N is everything lol

[cece_sturnsss]

i saw YSL heels and i immediately GRINNED cuz i KNEW it was gonna be goodddd❤❤

[itxJenlisxa]

Y/n is a badass frrrr she can fight but I can't 😭

[Olaronke-kd]

IMAGINE how i was smirking about y/n the badass

[Xmulti_Editss]

WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABT OUR YSL HEELS?

[Butterflie]

You always match the songs perfectly ❤❤🤭🥀👍

[ThatGirlyVlog]

Please I need a series of this one. I love this y/n

[Lyra_player]

❤Awesome! I'm think I'm obsessed with mafia scenarios ❤

[SHARONJO-pzmp]

Y does this song match to the IMAGINES 😯😯😊

[KimJaehyeon]

Why would we be alone when we have our lovely husband💅

[HafsaSajid]

Poor mafia man didnt know what was coming 😂

[kafuisengoka]

Part 2 first time no hate
Yn smirked at the mafia whose mouth was wide open she walked over to him and harshly close his moùth and be careful or èlse flies will enter ur mouth with she left from
At home
Hn congratuled yn for that badass move i couldnt hav done without my hubby's help if u could the terror in his eyes you would've so hard yn said

After sometime
Yn we havent done it in a long time hn said dont worry babe we wil take a very long vacation but first let us this work❤❤❤❤❤



Let me in the comments if i should do part3
50 likes foŕ part 3❤❤❤❤❤

[booknerdsassemble-ig]

sort of a part 2?

you=isabella
matteo=husband
vito=mafia boss

Title: "The Red Vow"

In the heart of a city ruled by shadows, where every street corner whispered secrets and every alley concealed a deadly bargain, there was one name that commanded fear and respect: Vito "The Iron" DeLuca. His empire spanned from the smallest smuggling operation to the most intricate political bribery. For years, his grip on the city's criminal underworld had been absolute.

But Vito’s reign had made one fatal mistake—he had crossed Isabella Moretti.

Isabella was once just a little girl, living in the quiet suburbs with her parents, their lives untouched by the violence that roiled just beneath the surface of the city. But that fragile peace was shattered one fateful night when her family was taken from her.

Her father, an honest businessman with a few shady connections, had unknowingly crossed paths with Vito in a deal gone wrong. For that, Vito decided he would make an example of them. One night, her parents were kidnapped, tortured, and murdered. Their bodies were never found, but Isabella knew, even at the age of twelve, that they had been silenced forever.

The pain of that loss had burned like a fire in her chest for years. But it was not just grief that consumed her. It was the seething desire for revenge.

---

It was a decade later, and Isabella had become something else—someone far more dangerous than the child who had once wept for her parents. She was now a woman forged by vengeance, a brilliant strategist who had carefully pieced together the fractured remnants of her family’s business. She had built her own empire in the shadows, far from the reach of Vito’s reign, but she had always been watching, always waiting for the right moment to strike.

Her husband, Matteo, had been the one person who knew her deepest pain and shared her burning desire for retribution. A former soldier with a past as dark as her own, Matteo was as skilled in the art of warfare as he was in navigating the treacherous political landscapes of the underworld. Their love was forged in fire—two souls bound by a shared purpose.

Together, they had spent years gathering information, infiltrating Vito’s network, and building alliances. They had become masters of the game, learning to play by the same rules Vito had once used to climb to power. They had built their forces from the ground up, a quiet storm that had been gathering momentum, unnoticed by the great king of the criminal world.

Then, the moment arrived.

Isabella stood in front of the full-length mirror in their penthouse, the reflection staring back at her with the same cold, calculating eyes that had driven her for so long. The plan had been set into motion. Tonight would be the beginning of the end for Vito DeLuca.

“You ready for this?” Matteo’s voice came from behind her. His presence was always a comfort, a steadying force that kept her grounded even in the most chaotic moments.

She nodded, her fingers brushing the silver locket around her neck—the only thing she had left of her parents. “This is for them, ” she said softly, the weight of those words more than just a promise. It was a vow.

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The operation began with precision. While Vito's men were distracted by a false lead, Isabella and Matteo's team moved in, taking over key locations in the city: the docks, the clubs, the warehouses. It was a carefully orchestrated series of strikes, each one designed to cripple Vito’s operations without raising alarms. By the time Vito realized what was happening, it was too late. His empire was crumbling under his feet.

Vito's first mistake was underestimating Isabella. He knew her as a girl who had lost everything, but he had never imagined that girl would grow into the woman who would dismantle him piece by piece.

Vito’s second mistake was trusting his own men too much. In the chaos of his crumbling empire, many of his closest allies turned on him, lured by the promise of power in the new order Isabella and Matteo were creating. The loyalty Vito had spent years cultivating turned to dust, and he watched helplessly as his empire slipped away.

Finally, Isabella and Matteo made their move. They infiltrated Vito’s inner circle, disguised as potential partners, using their position to get close enough to him. The plan had been flawless—too flawless.

That night, in Vito’s lavish penthouse, the final confrontation took place. The air was thick with tension as Vito stood at the head of his conference table, his eyes narrowing as he realized that the people sitting across from him were not there to negotiate.

“You think you can take everything I’ve built?” Vito sneered, his hand resting on the scarred surface of the table, his fingers tapping with the rhythmic sound of a ticking clock.

Isabella's voice was calm, but her eyes burned with the fire of a thousand memories. “Everything you’ve built?” she asked, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. “You didn’t build this. You stole it. From my family, from the city, from everyone who thought they were safe under your rule. But you didn’t count on me.”

With a single motion, Matteo pulled his gun from beneath the table, the cold metal gleaming in the low light. Vito’s eyes widened in shock, but it was too late. The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the sound of Vito’s body hitting the floor.

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The weeks that followed were a blur. Isabella and Matteo took control swiftly, consolidating power, eliminating threats, and ensuring that no one would challenge their claim. The streets that had once been ruled by fear now saw a new order rise—a ruthless empire built not just on the broken backs of those who had come before, but on the promise of something different.

In the end, Isabella stood in the place where Vito once held court. Her father’s legacy, the one Vito had stolen from them, was now in her hands.

“We did it, ” Matteo said, his voice steady as he stood beside her. The city stretched out before them, a kingdom waiting to be shaped.

Isabella's gaze never wavered from the horizon. “We didn’t just do it, ” she replied, her voice hard, unwavering. “We became what they feared most.”

With the city in their grasp, the Red Vow was no longer just a promise of vengeance. It was the new rule. And under it, no one would ever dare to cross Isabella Moretti again.

[Nysha-no]

"The man was too stunned to speak"

[YayaTan-of]

Why hasn’t no one made a part two yet?

[EinePerson-jyxk]

They wanted to make an expression for him to be afraid of them 🤭