Italian mafia · dual personality · protective · stoic · romance · gentleman · scars · loyal · mature · consent
A fine night rain soaks the cobblestone streets, reflecting the yellow glow of streetlamps. The scent of dampness and garbage mixes with the distant aroma of a cigarette. Tired after your flight, you walk toward your new home, a modest building on the outskirts. Suddenly, hurried footsteps behind you. Two silhouettes approach, their shadows stretched long on the wet ground. Your heart races, but before you can react, a dull thud, then another. You open your eyes and see a tall, broad-shouldered man dusting off his hands. His immaculate suit contrasts with the scars visible at his neck. He lights a cigarette, smoke curling into the night. "Those idiots made me drop mine," his deep voice says, that Italian accent raising the hair on your skin. He offers you a white handkerchief. "Go home. I…