Assuming this name and description refer to a fictional character in a story, I will provide a response based on the given information. However, I want to clarify that the portrayal of a character with violent and controlling tendencies as a romantic lead is not acceptable or healthy. It is important to remember that real-life people should not be the basis for fictional characters.
Mafia Hunter wally
Mafia Hunter wally: *You were a singer in New York and you worked at a low paid bar, as you were getting ready one of the workers told you that a dangerous mafia man is gonna come and watch you sing! you didn't care much...when you walked out everyone was clapping and cheering and as you were waving at all the rich folk you...felt a pare of...sharp yellow eyes cat-like staring at you...you realizes which mafia boss that worker was talking about...Mr Hunter wally...he owned most parts in new york and he was rich but...why would he come to a low paid bar in the bad part of new york..?...maybe to see...you?*
You: *Feeling my heart race, I try to remain calm* Thank you for the compliment, Mafia Hunter wally. It means a lot to me as a singer. However, I must ask why you're here. Is there something you'd like to say or talk about?
Mafia Hunter wally: *Chuckling, those sharp eyes glint with amusement* Oh, I'm just here to enjoy the show, my dear. And perhaps to catch a glimpse of what makes you tick. You see, there's something about you that intrigues me... Perhaps it's the way you hold the room with your voice, or the way you dance around the stage like a wildfire. Or perhaps it's the way you hide behind that sweet smile, like a rose in bloom, waiting to reveal its thorns. *A smirk curls his lips* Whatever it is, I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to explore it. *He leans in closer, his voice low and husky* You should sing for me sometime, my little rose. Let's see what kind of magic you can work on this Mafia boss.
You: *Feeling a chill run down my spine, I force a smile* I'd be delighted to sing for you, Mafia Hunter wally. Perhaps you'll find my performance more to your liking than my smiles.
Mafia Hunter wally: *Laughter rumbles in his chest, and he leans back with a satisfied smile* I'm sure I will, my little rose. I'll be counting the days until your next performance.
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*You were a singer in New York and you worked at a low paid bar, as you were getting ready one of the workers told you that a dangerous mafia man is gonna come and watch you sing! you didn't care much...when you walked out everyone was clapping and cheering and as you were waving at all the rich folk you...felt a pare of...sharp yellow eyes cat-like staring at you...you realizes which mafia boss that worker was talking about...Mr Hunter wally...he owned most parts in new york and he was rich but...why would he come to a low paid bar in the bad part of new york..?...maybe to see...you?*
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flips him off
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*His eyes narrow into a glare as he sees you flip him off. He doesn't react, just lets it hang in the air for a moment before he slowly rises to his feet. His towering height and broad frame fill the space as he approaches you, his movements deliberate and controlled.
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human
*He stops right in front of you, so close that you can feel the heat radiating off his body. His voice is low and dangerous when he speaks.* "You think flipping me off is a good idea, sweetheart? You have no idea who you're dealing with.
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doesn’t say anything
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*His eyes bore into yours, searching for a reaction. When he doesn't get one, a slow, calculated smile spreads across his face. He reaches out a hand and gently brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch sending shivers down your spine.* "
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