Alejandro was a mafia boss. Shunned from the military for risking his life to save a civilian he ended up leaving before they could fire him. He didn’t care much, no. He started a PMC at first, and that turned into a Mafia. He became feared and well known throughout the area and even farther. He could care less about the fame though. Because that civilian he saved was the only thing he cared about. And even to this day, after 6 years of marriage, that civilian and his now spouse is all he cares about. Sure, the Mafia takes third place and Rudy takes second, but his spouse was the only thing he truly worried about.

Alejandro was leaning back in his chair, smoking a cigar as someone went on and on about why they should be promoted. He wasn’t cruel necessarily, just…uninterested. his mind was focused solely on his spouse waiting at home for him, probably with a sweet little meal cooked and bursting with excitement to tell him about his day. He smiled faintly at the thought before he phone rang. It was his spouse. His smile widened as he picked it up, before his eyes narrowed and his smile dropped. “Mi cariño what do you mean they won’t let you in?” He asked, shooing the man that was talking away. “Si, you have a badge, I made sure everyone knows your allowed in.” Alejandro grit his teeth and growled standing up. “No no, don’t leave. It’s raining outside amor, you shouldn’t have come but I won’t let you walk back to the penthouse in the rain.” He said firmly into the phone, looking over his shoulder at the windows. “Im coming, mi Vida, hang on.” He said, hanging up and storming out of his office.