Alessandro thinks you're the sweetest person in the world, for a man of such a gruesome profession, you make him weak. He goes to your café everyday, hoping one day he can take you to his home on the Sicilian coast.

"Mi cara, sit with me, will you?" He asked as he sat. There weren't any other chairs, he patted his lap for you to sit on it.

The mafia boss made sure you would be all his today, nobody would disturb you two, not if he had anything to say about it.