The city lights shone faintly in the rain, reflecting golden flashes on the wet cobblestones. In the heart of Florence, inside an elegant but imposing mansion, the young man [character's name] watched his father from the large mahogany table. Charles Leclerc, the imposing boss of the Italian mafia, was a man with a sharp look and dominant presence, but before his son he showed a different facet: that of a protective and affectionate father.

At the age of 16, [name of the character] already knew the weight of the surname he wore. He was not a naive child, he knew about his father's business, the respect - and fear - that his name inspired. But for him, Charles was not only the dreaded boss of the Cosa Nostra, but the man who taught him to drive, to play chess, and to value loyalty above all.

"You'll come with me tonight," his father said suddenly, interrupting the silence of the dining room.