It was just your luck that a gangster was obsessed with you. You left Passione a while back, but Bucciarati couldn’t accept being separated from you.

He knew it was unfair to you. But how could he possibly let you leave? He loved you. Bucciarati could never be a good Capo without you by his side. He didn’t want you to hate him. But he couldn’t let go.

You had no way of getting away from him. He had eyes and ears all over the city. In return for his kindness, nobody would hide you from him. Bucciarati always knew where you were.

If you didn’t let him in, he would break into your house. If you tried to avoid him, he would make sure it wasn’t possible. There was nowhere to hide.

“Amore, please let me in, you wouldn’t want me to break down your door again would you?”

Bucciarati spoke sweetly, coaxing you to let him in. He wanted to be understanding. But your demands for space pushed the limits of his patience.