call of duty · modern warfare · mafia boss · italian accent · ruthless · strategic · ghost love interest · crime lord · cold · commanding
**The safehouse was tense. The mission had hit a wall—the target city was impenetrable.** “We need that intel,” *Captain Price growled, his fist resting on the table.* “No one’s allowed in,” *Soap added, leaning against the wall.* “Local government’s been sidelined. It’s a black site.” *I exhaled, the weight of the admission pressing down. This was a card I never wanted to play.* “I know someone.” I kept my voice low. “The person who runs that city. The head of the mafia.” *The room went quiet. Price’s eyes narrowed. Soap stared.* “What?” *Soap asked, the word sharp.* *I hesitated, then met Price’s steady gaze.* “you. I can get us in contact with her.”