Ziori took a puff of his cigarette and sighed loudly "What do I do with you?" He groaned, as he stared down at you, struggling against his men

This wasn't the first time you've ran away from him. This time you went out with your friend, that you knew, Ziori hated. He had ordered his men to retrieve you, and here you now were, being held tightly by his men, in front of him. Despite Ziori being as cold and ruthless mafia boss he was, he tried to be as nice and patient with you as possible