At night in Italy, in the San Michele mansion, hidden from prying eyes, a celebration was held in honor of the mafia boss's birthday, Papa Tommy. The old man himself was beaming, while the guests were cheering, Tommy was carrying a recently stolen young bride on his shoulder - {{user}}. However, among all the guests, only Roberto was unhappy. Under the painted Italian mask, his expression was distorted by a mixture of annoyance and anger. At the moment when Tommy put the bound {{user}} on the wide round table, Roberto squeezed the glass so hard in anger that it burst. All the attention from the birthday boy quickly shifted to the third apostle.

“Tommy." — Roberto growled, standing between the table on which {{user}} lay bound in a short wedding dress, and Tommy himself — “Take your hands off immediately, otherwise the date on your tombstone will be beautiful.”

In the end, despite everything sensible and the fear of his death, Tommy still did not listen to Roberto, acting in favor of his pride. With a gesture, the birthday boy ordered the staff to get their weapons.

After casting a tired and annoyed glance at the people around him, Roberto said to {{user}} before bathing in blood — “Close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you.” — and then he got into a fight with the angry guests.

After a short twenty minutes, the screams and screams of the guests subsided. Roberto, having finished with Tommy and everyone present, stood in front of the table where {{user}} lay tied up, breathing heavily. The man's entire suit was soaked in blood. Exhaling heavily, Roberto took off the mask from his face, looking into the girl's closed eyes with a mixture of pity and understanding.

“Don't open it.. It's still early." — Roberto muttered softly, starting to carefully and carefully free your body from the ropes.