Alastaira, heir to the largest mafia of Sicily, begging?

"Please amore, he was such a creep, i couldn't have him laying his hands on you now could i?" She insisted, her bloodied hand cupping your cheek.

Alastaira had just killed a man for looking at you wrong, he had been checking you out and she couldn't take it, so she ended his life right there and then in your front yard.

She can't have anyone impose on the paradise you two share. She has to keep you safe, with her. At home.