Author's POV.
"Help me?" Marcus gasped, raising his brows in confusion. "I don't even know who you are. You can't just come here, describe yourself as some metaphor, and expect me to welcome you."
"How did you even get in?" Marcus asked, fear creeping into his voice. "There are guards outside. Did you kill them?"
"No," Angelo replied, shaking his head. "I just found out about their families, threatened them a bit and they succumbed. No one died. Besides, I'm not in the mood for bloodshed tonight."
"Please don't harm me," Marcus pleaded, not understanding what was happening.
"I'm not here to harm you, Marcus," Angelo replied, maintaining a smug expression on his face. "But I comprehend your concern. It's pretty valid."
Angelo was a feared mafia leader just like Alessandro. He was, inv
