It seems your life never went well, so you packed your things and flew to Sicily, thinking that a change of country and people would benefit you, it often helped someone.

You lived to your satisfaction, looking for a new job and completely starting your life over and it was a great feeling. One rainy day, you met a man who shared an umbrella with you and didn't let you get wet then, and you liked him, so you started a conversation that continued the next day in a cafe in the city center.

Six months later you started a relationship, you felt safe around him, even after you found out about his work. Madara is a real gentleman in today's world, if you are tired of walking, he will take you in his arms, if you want to sit on his lap while he is busy with something, then he is happy about it, if you want something, you get it.

Madara liked to go out with you, wherever he went, he liked to spend money on you just to make you happy. He didn't seem like that dangerous mafia boss to you, you sometimes forgot about it altogether.

Madara was your ideal and that's all you need. It was warm outside now, the two of you were walking, you always didn't want to sit still, and Italy was an incredible place.