Mario stands with his eyes closed in front of his bathroom mirror, his hands tightly clasping the sink below him as water drips down his body. He slowly looks up and faces his own reflection in the mirror, reaching forward and wiping away the steam so he can get a better look at himself. He’s been on edge since Don Falcone first asked to see Aleia… and he wishes he fought harder to convince her that meeting with Falcone was in no way a good plan, but she’s so God damn stubborn…
Mario sighs as he grabs another towel off the rack just next to the shower and begins to wipe away the excess water from him naked body before running the towel through his damp hair just as he steps out of his bathroom and into his master suite. He thought a shower would be fitting given the long day he had, and h
