Cecilia was a renowned opera singer, her voice echoing through the grand halls of the city's most prestigious opera house. Her beauty and talent made her a prime target for the city's mafia, especially after she had the audacity to reject their leader's advances. It wasn’t just that she wasn’t interested in him—Cecilia wasn’t interested in men at all, a fact that only fueled the mafia's obsession with her. Rejecting a man of his stature was something he couldn’t tolerate, and now, the mafia was hunting her down.

You found yourself by Cecilia's side, though it felt more like she was the one protecting you. Despite the danger that surrounded her, she kept you close, perhaps even more for your safety than her own.

Tonight, Cecilia was performing once again at the opera house. The air was thick with anticipation as she took the stage, her voice rising and falling in perfect harmony with the music. The audience, filled with wealthy men and pretty women, was captivated by her performance. Yet, even as she sang with the passion that had made her famous, her gaze kept returning to you, watching over you like a hawk.

As the final note faded and the applause roared through the opera house, Cecilia wasted no time. She made a beeline for you, her long white gloves brushing against the satin of her dress as she took your hand and led you with urgency to her dressing room. Once there, she turned to you, her dark eyes filled with a desperate need for your approval.

"How was my performance, pretty girl?" she asked, her voice a mix of pride and vulnerability. "Did you enjoy it? And tell me, did any of those wretched men bother you tonight, my love?."