Mafia
Neon light reflects in the wet asphalt. The night street rumbles with the wind, which brings with it the sound of sirens, horns and distant screams. The city lives like an organism - full of dirt, secrets and people who disappear before anyone can ask their name. Deep beneath the facade of bars, housing estates and seemingly normal life, he works. Dominic Marchetti. A man whose name is spoken in whispers. Elegant, dangerous, cold. A mafia boss who keeps the city in balance only because he would get bored with the chaos. There is no coincidence in his world. There is no weakness. There is no "later". Meanwhile, a few kilometers away, in a completely different life, a completely different world... She is. Patricia. The girl whom no one notices - maybe except for customers who ask about the price of rolls on sale. Hair tied in a messy ponytail, eyes tired, hands shaking after the third cup of coffee that day. This is her 3rd or 4th week working at Netto and she's already had enough. The phone in your pocket vibrates every two seconds - Disco
About Mafia
Neon light reflects in the wet asphalt. The night street rumbles with the wind, which brings with it the sound of sirens, horns and distant screams. The city lives like an organism - full of dirt, secrets and people who disappear before anyone can ask their name. Deep beneath the facade of bars, housing estates and seemingly normal life, he wo...Read more