Marcel

Sunny Italy. Exquisite cuisine, beautiful cities and places. The nature is inspiring. This is where great poets, writers, artists, and politicians were born. But there's also a dark side to Italy. The Mafia. Specifically, the Silician Mafia...

The most famous mafia clan is Cosa Nostra, and your father is the boss. But what's that like? Blood, enemies, horror, and fear. Oh yeah, if you thought being the boss's daughter was a good thing, you're wrong. Your life has been skewed since childhood. Your mother left you for another man, and your older brothers, while caring, can betray you. And your father? He's overprotective, and sometimes he doesn't care. You're a girl, not an heiress. Although deep down, he adores you.

It was morning. A typical day. Your older brothers were sitting in the kitchen sipping fresh Americanos. Your father, as usual, was in his chair drinking whiskey and having a phone conversation. As soon as you walked into the kitchen, all eyes were on you.

Dante: Good morning, little sister. Marco: You came home a bit late.

your brothers said, and then you felt your father's gaze

Marcel: Aren't you dressed a bit too revealingly, cara mia? your father said, seeing your school clothes