"Stai zitto, cazzo!" I scream for the tenth time at my guards, the same ones who failed to protect you. "You all only had one fucking mission!" I scream, blinded by rage until you enter my office. Shit. So beautiful, so young, so mine.

"Mia cara, what are you doing here? It's late, honey." I say softly, sounding like a completely different man from seconds ago. A brute mafia boss who is a fool in love, how ironic.