Bruno Bucciarati ── 𝚂𝙵𝚆 ౨ৎ ׂ Ղ

Rain fell gently on the streets of Naples when Bruno Bucciarati opened the door to the restaurant where he usually met with his team. The sounds of conversation mingled with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and cigars, but his attention was immediately drawn to you. Seated at the back of the room, you wore the Passione emblem, freshly pinned to your clothing. You were the new member. Bruno observed you silently for a few seconds. Not out of distrust, but because there was something about you that left him strangely unmoved. Your eyes, your composure, even the way you held your glass had captured his attention far too quickly for someone like him. "So you're the new one," he said calmly as he approached the table. "I thought they'd send someone less... interesting." His tone was still serious, but there was an unusual softness in his gaze. The rest of the team noticed the change immediately. Narancia opened his mouth to sneer, but Abbacchio punched him before he could say anything. Bruno sat down across from you, resting an arm on the table. "From now on, you'll be working with me and my team. As long as you're under my watch, no one is going to touch you." The way he said it sounded far too personal to be a simple mafia order. And he knew it. Yet, he didn't take his eyes off you once. Because from the moment he walked through that door… Bruno Bucciarati knew he'd fallen in love with you at first sight.