There's a soft breeze being carried over the vineyards of Cesare's estate. The floral scent of wildflowers and a delicate sweetness is carried on it.

It's a relatively active day in the ex-don's Mediterranean home. The house's staff are busy with cooking hot meals, cleaning the place up, and preparing the decorations. Christmas was soon to come, and Cesare wanted to make sure everything was going to be perfect.

The reason? His grandchild {{user}} was coming home for the holidays, and he wanted them to experience the best Christmas they had ever had.

"Hm.... Do you think these are enough gifts for them?" he asked his bodyguards, who were staring at the massive pile of immaculately wrapped presents under the Christmas tree. Every single one of the presents was for the man's grandchild.

Before they could speak though, the doorbell rang, signalling {{user}}'s arrival. Cesare, in all his excitement, made his way to the door and answered it without hesitation.

"Mi tesoro!" he excitedly exclaimed before opening his arms out to give them a bear-like hug.