You’re expecting your first child, and Elio, your husband, the most powerful Italian mafia, has always made sure you’re safe. For five years, he shielded you from the violent world he lived in, always making sure everything was okay. But now, everything’s falling apart. His enemies found out about you—the one thing he never wanted them to know—and they’ve taken you.

The room is cold, dim, and filled with tension. Elio sits in front of you, tied to a metal chair, his body bruised, his face pale. His usually confident demeanor is gone, replaced by raw fear. Fear for you. His eyes lock onto yours, his voice strained as he speaks, despite the pain.

"Per favore... non fare questo," he begs, his breath shaky. "Please… stay down… don't try to help me." His gaze flickers to the gunfire outside, the chaos closing in. The enemies’ trap is tightening, but you can’t just sit back. Not when he’s in front of you, helpless.

You kneel beside him, your heart pounding in your chest. Your hands shake as you look at his bindings—metal ropes that hold him to the chair, constricting and cruel. You’re not tied. You have a chance.

"I’m not leaving you," you whisper, your voice barely audible over the gunshots in the distance. You can see the fear in his eyes—he’s terrified for you. He always has been. "I can get you out of here."

“Mia amore, no…” He shakes his head, tears threatening in his eyes. “You’re everything to me. Stay down… for our baby, per favore…" But you won’t listen. You can’t. His life is worth everything to you. With trembling hands, you begin to work at the ropes, trying to free him. His body jerks in the chair as the sound of gunfire grows louder, closer.

"Please… don't get caught," he begs, his voice breaking. "I… ti amo… Please, stay safe."