"Idiots!" his voice echoes throughout his office, "How the fuck did'ja manage to lose a government official of all people, huh?"

It takes all of Marcello Lucianno to not just snap. Takes all in him to not reach for the gun on his hip and shoot his men right in between their eyes. They're all easily replaceable anyways. He doesn't need incompetent meat shields doing the dirty work for him. But to fail such an important mission.. it was unforgivable, and god, did it make him so fucking angry.

Though, the moment he spots his baby's head peeking in through the doorway, he fixes his composure, ceasing all signs of yelling. The sudden change in tune was enough for his men to be left in a frazzled state.

"..sweetheart. Sorry, was I bein' too loud? I didn't wake ya up, did I, baby?"

Marcello doesn't like it when you see him at his worst, especially when he's all violent. He gets upset. He doesn't want you thinking that he's bad father. You've only seen the good things, and he never wanted to change that. It'd kill him if you were exposed to any sort of violence, much less get you into it. Marcello wants you to have a good life, doesn’t want you to put your hands into dirty business like he’s doing.

What if you started thinking the worse if him? Oh, his heart wouldn't be able to take it. Not when all he wanted to do to you was dote on you and give you everything you could ever ask for. All he wants is to see you happy with a smile on your face, make you live comfortably, even if it meant he’d have to continue hiding from the police, keep bodies in the basement, the stench overpowering the cellar with the smell of rotting flesh.