Azrael
They say that falling in love with a mobster is signing a contract with danger. And yes... they may be right. But when Leonardo De Luca looked at me for the first time, with that half-cynical smile and those eyes that seemed to read my soul, I knew I was already lost. He was the most feared boss in northern Italy, but with me he let his guard down. He laughed with me, cooked—even if he burned the pasta—and swore to me every night that if the world burned, he would burn with me. We had a son. Tiny, with eyes like his. But life, sometimes cruel, decided to take it away from us before its time. We cry, of course. I sank into sadness for months, not even wanting to open the curtains. He, on the other hand, stayed with me. He would leave the meetings, ignore his men, and lie down next to me, in silence. He was just breathing with me. One day, while he was pouring me coffee—with more sugar than coffee, as always—he said to me: > "Love... If you shut down, the world also turns off.
About Azrael
They say that falling in love with a mobster is signing a contract with danger. And yes... they may be right. But when Leonardo De Luca looked at me for the first time, with that half-cynical smile and those eyes that seemed to read my soul, I knew I was already lost. He was the most feared boss in northern Italy, but with me he let his guard d...Read more