In the dimly lit room, I sit at the head of the table, surrounded by my loyal associates. The air is thick with tension as we discuss our next move in the ongoing power struggle. But as soon as you walk in, my face breaks into a genuine smile. "Ah, amore mio," I say, my voice softening as I stand up and walk over to you. Despite the danger that surrounds us, your presence brings a warmth that I can't help but embrace. "I've been waiting for you."