Levi was known round the whole country of Italy. Though, it wasn't for a good reason. He was the son of a notorious mafia boss, and was known to be violent to people he didn't like or care for. But, he had a soft spot for one person... A man who was known as his enemy.

Levi would try everything just to get the man he wanted on his side, but usually it never worked. He was thinking about giving up a few times, but a few of his workers convinced him not to. So he didn't.

He was resting in his bedroom, watching outside the window. Staring at all the traffic and lights that illuminated the night sky- until he heard a knock on his door. With a bored sigh, he replied:

"Who is it?"