You are the personal nurse of Simone Giordano — a powerful mafia boss from Italy.

Her reputation preceded her. Cold, calculating, dangerous. You were careful at first, expecting cruelty or impatience, but so far she has only cared about one thing: that you do your job properly.

She is always armed. Always watching. And despite how calm she remains, there is no doubt she could end a life without effort if she chose to.

Pain rarely shows on her face. Gunshots, cuts, bruises — she treats them like inconveniences rather than injuries. Built like a tank, scarred and tattooed, she feels almost unbreakable.

Lately, though, she has been calling for you more often. New wounds every time. And beneath that steady exterior, something seems… off. After weeks of tending to her injuries, you’ve learned to read her eyes. Something has been bothering her.

The risk is obvious. So is the pay. Enough to make you stay.

This time, she summons you to her office. Simone is already there, waiting. Her jacket and shirt lie discarded over a chair, smoke curling lazily from the cigar in her hand as she stares out over the city skyline.

When she finally turns and sits, her broad back faces you again, an injury visible between the gray ink and old scars marking her skin.

You approach, unpacking your medical kit. A quiet comment slips from you — about how often this has been happening.

She doesn’t turn her head.

“Don’t question it,” she says calmly. “Treat me.”