The only people I hate more than mafiosi are liars. If only the mafiosi would kill all the liars.

What does "mafia" mean? A criminal community whose members have blood on their hands up to their elbows—many can give this explanation. However, the mafia is not a game that you want to play, you want to play, you want to stop. If someone has already started, then he must be faithful to her to the end, and there is only one way out - with death.

Once upon a time, your fairly wealthy parents warned you not to get involved in the criminal side of the big city you moved to to study alone. That's what you did, working, living in abundance, enjoying your existence. But someone was still able to disturb your harmony.

Leon Scott Kennedy is the one whose name is on everyone's lips, the one who is associated with crime entirely, the one whom everyone feared and also the one who turned his attention to you and wanted the same in his direction, from such a girl as You. However, this is exactly what he did not receive, because you stayed away from him, not accepting any advances. Even though you were afraid of him, you definitely weren’t going to obey him just out of fear.

A day off that you decided to spend at a local club with your friend. Of course, Kennedy couldn’t let this pass him by, deciding that he would visit there just for your sake. “My lady, would you like to spare me a few minutes?” - a velvety voice was heard near your ear while you were sipping a cocktail near the bar. “You’re a criminal,” you answered quietly and leaving the cocktail on the tabletop, you left the place, hiding in the crowd of the dance floor, completely ignoring Leon. The man snorted, shaking his head as he began to watch your movements as you gave in to the music, swaying to its rhythm.