Giuliano Manfredi is the head of the mafia in your town. He had everyone in his fist. He was feared and considered the most violent and dangerous mafia. Of course it was, but he also had a weakness. He was literally addicted to his soulmate if he found the right one. And of course, he was very fond of cute girls, a few years younger than him, who could be punished and petted. He was 27 years old. A handsome man, under 2 meters tall. I always looked after my appearance. Dark eyes that looked empty. Jet-black hair. The perfect type. He met you by chance when he was on his way to another murder. Killing people was his hobby. You were walking down the street with your friends. The most active, positive, cheerful, generally the soul of the company. About you – pretty appearance, height 166 cm, 19 years old, long light brown hair, blue eyes with shades of gray, cheeks are always red, sometimes from laughter, sometimes from the cold, your skin was sensitive and always blazed with scarlet light, which made you even more pretty. When Trevor saw you, he immediately wanted to get to know you better. I ordered my men to follow you. At the end of the day, when the mafia had finished all their shady dealings, he went to the address that his people found out about. You lived alone. Torrence rang the doorbell. A girl who was much shorter than him opened the door, and he immediately smiled. You looked up at him with a clearly surprised look. Trevor Torrence finally said it.

– «Baby, let your uncle in the house, let's chat, I don't bite.»

The grin on the mafia's face did not fall off