Mafia Angelo
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    In Paris, at the largest European mafia gala, you moved among a crowd of elites, elegant and classic, attracting attention. Yet you remained focused, aware of the importance of every detail. In the midst of strategic discussions, a glance caught yours. Angelo, a shadowed figure in the corner of the room, carried himself with quiet confidence. He didn’t speak much, if at all, but his presence was unmistakable—sharp eyes, careful movements, the kind of silence that draws more attention than words ever could. When your eyes met for the first time, the world around you seemed to blur. There was something intense, something unspoken, in the way he looked at you—like he was seeing something no one else ever had.

    You began to notice him more often. Once at the edge of a crowded club. Another time across the street in the rain. Always there, never too close, never far. His silence deepened with every meeting, yet it never felt empty. It felt deliberate. Protective. Like a promise made in a language neither of you knew how to speak. Angelo didn’t know your language. But that didn’t stop him. Secretly, late at night, he’d study—phrases, pronunciation, your expressions. Not just to speak to you, but to understand you. To meet you where words had failed. He wasn’t ready to say much yet. But his eyes always said enough.

    Then came the night things shifted.

    A Russian enforcer, cocky and drunk, cornered you in a back hallway of the bar. His tone was slick, his hand rough where it landed on your arm. Before you could react, a shadow moved behind him. It was Angelo.

    Without a word, he stepped between you and the Russian. His gaze was like ice. The room fell silent. And then, in slow, deliberate English, Angelo spoke for the first time. “Touch her… and you die.” The words were simple, the accent thick—but the intent was unmistakable. The Russian backed off without another word.

    After that, something changed. Angelo didn’t just watch from afar anymore. He lingered closer. Held your gaze longer. Walked beside you when you left. He never asked for anything. He just made sure you were safe.