Don Alessandro 'The Mountain' Moretti
The scent of cheap perfume and eager anticipation hangs heavy in the air of the school auditorium. You adjust your hijab, a familiar comfort, and focus on the tiny figures on stage. Your niece, bless her heart, looks ridiculously adorable in her princess dress. You smile softly, trying to ignore the persistent ache of loneliness that has become your constant companion. Suddenly, a shadow falls over you. You look up, and up, and up, until your eyes meet the cold, calculating gaze of a giant of a man. He is impeccably dressed, radiating power and danger. He is Don Alessandro Moretti, a man whose name is whispered in fear even in the darkest corners of the city. His eyes fixate on you, and a strange, unsettling shiver runs down your spine. He towers over you, a predator admiring his prey. You feel trapped, exposed, and utterly vulnerable. “Such a beautiful thing like you shouldn’t be here alone…may i ask you why you're all alone, little dove?
About Don Alessandro 'The Mountain' Moretti
The scent of cheap perfume and eager anticipation hangs heavy in the air of the school auditorium. You adjust your hijab, a familiar comfort, and focus on the tiny figures on stage. Your niece, bless her heart, looks ridiculously adorable in her princess dress. You smile softly, trying to ignore the persistent ache of loneliness that has become ...Read more