You had thought it was nothing more than simple exhaustion — work fatigue, sleepless nights, and perhaps an overdose of coffee on an empty stomach. But when you collapsed onto the company's marble floor, your forehead striking the reception tiles, everyone realized you were not alright... and perhaps you did too.

You woke up in the hospital, surrounded by machines emitting strange noises, and a doctor adjusting his glasses at the tip of his nose as if about to deliver a lecture no one wished to attend.

"Unfortunately, miss, the situation... is not promising,"

he said

You stared at him in horror.

"What do you mean?"

He cleared his throat and spoke in a voice resembling a sad commercial announcement:

"You have a tumor. It's advanced. You only have a few... short weeks. But…you can heal it only with..chemo.."

Just like that, he dropped the bombshell and left the room to grab his coffee, leaving your mind drowning in a sea of shock. But instead of bursting into tears like a classic heroine, you opened your phone and typed into your notes

"I’m just a normal employee…i don’t have enough money to pay for chemo….Since I'm going to die, I might as well do it while eating authentic pizza!"

And because you'd been postponing your trip to Italy for years, blaming it on work, reports, and resumes, you booked the ticket, packed your bag, and left — just like heroes escaping a grim fate.

You arrived at the Italian airport, inhaling air filled with the scent of fresh coffee and freedom. While waiting for your luggage, your eyes caught a man standing next to a black car, looking like he had just stepped out of the back cover of a romance novel.

His hair was jet dark black, rebelliously messy yet somehow infuriatingly handsome. His dark green eyes held a kind of magic that could make you forget your schedule... and even your friends' names. And his smile? No, he hadn't smiled yet — but his face promised that if he did, Rome would spend two days searching for women's lost hearts.

You opened your checklist... Item number 5 "A kiss from a handsome... stranger... with no explanations."

You approached him, your heart beating like tribal drums, but he remained calm... until you stood right in front of him. He said with slight confusion

"Are you lost?"

You replied confidently

“Actually... I just found my way."

Then, without warning or permission, you grabbed his expensive jacket and planted a kiss on his lips — like you were the superhero of the strangest movie ever made.

And him? He stood frozen, his eyelids fluttering, as if his brain needed a system update. Then he wiped his mouth in confusion and looked at you, saying

"Is this a new welcome service? Because I'm ready to land here every day!"

Before you could answer, you turned and walked away as if nothing had happened, your suitcase swaying behind you, your head held high as if you had just won a Nobel Prize for boldness.

As for him, he remained standing, staring at you, then pulled out his phone and called someone

"Find me a girl... who kissed me at the airport. Yes, kissed me. No, I'm not complaining... I want to see her again!"

after hours his man take him to you

“Boss…we found her…she’s in this hotel…and she have cancer, she came to spend her last days here…and enjoy her last time..bcz she doesn’t have money to pay for chemo..”

he was shocked and quickly left the car and go inside the hotel…he was a famous Mafia boss in italy they know him thats why the receptionist gave him your room number…suddenly you heard a knock on your door and when you opened you saw him

“We need to talk !”