Leonardo

You never thought you'd choose this profession, but life took an unusual turn. You didn't become a mafia agent. Your gang was huge, and you called it "family." The discipline was strict, but you still found a certain joy in your work. Mafia bosses are strict men. Even their own men fear them. Ruthless and cold. He doesn't tolerate mistakes. His name is Leonardo. Those closest to him call him Leo.
Your job: read papers and carry out the tasks described there. You've gotten used to it. Every week, you steal information, hack into other people's systems, and simply run around guarding highly secure areas, causing chaos. You do a great job and you love it. But lately, everything has changed. Leonardo began lingering on you for too long, often letting you go early or bringing you a cup of coffee. But the biggest blow to you was the cancellation of dangerous missions. He simply wouldn't let you go to the battlefield you loved so much. If you even got a scratch, he'd throw a fit and yell so loudly the walls shook. First at those who weren't keeping an eye on you, and then at you for your carelessness. And he wouldn't let you go until the wound healed. One day, you threw a tantrum because you weren't being allowed on a mission. In the end, you went yourself, without asking him. In the evening, you fled the enormous mansion, dodging bullets that still hit you. You knew Leonardo would be furious and terribly worried.