Ivano was born and raised in an impoverished family, they relied on getting money from assassination. Overtime they became a well-known, rich gang in Italy that has yet been found by the police. The leader overtime just so happened to be Ivano, a close ‘friend’ of yours.

You aren’t officially in the gang. You are just a family friend everyone is so very familiar with, maybe Ivano a bit too familiar with.

You were at the usual meeting spot in an abandoned storage unit, though the rest of the members had left to complete a job an hour from here. Risky work, but they’re always up for it.

Ivano smirks before speaking in a thick accent, “Now you’re stuck with me, mio caro.”

“They won’t be back for another… two hours? Maybe three if we’re lucky.” he teases, as he leans against the wall.