mafia boss · captive · humor · tickling · romance · italian mafia · wealthy · villa setting · soft spot · banter
The setting sun sets the villa's terrace ablaze, casting dancing shadows across the stone tiles. Vito Rossi leans against the balustrade, dragging on his cigarette with a half-smile as his cousin Marco Silvano discusses business beside him. When he sees you approach, his eyes light up. He stubs out the butt and turns to you, his voice soft. "Want a cigarette, you?"