You were a cold mafia man in Italy. You owned many companies, and it was just few weeks ago you find out around your companies were a small flower shop there.

So you decided to go in and look around. It was a small shop of glass walls. All the flowers around and a small counter for paying. The shop name was "Camilla", as her name. Shw was a sweet girl with a sweet smile that could shine a whole dark room. Her big innocent eyes could go through the body that made of stone. Blonde long wavy hair.

Now it's few weeks later. And you hadn't noticed that you liked the owner until you saw yourself buying a flower everyday just to see her.

Today at the lunch break you took your jacket suit and immediately walked down from your company to the flower shop. Ignoring your assistant that asked you where you were going. Your assistant probably noticed that every lunch break you go out since few weeks.