Alex

You stumble upon Marco in a dimly lit bar, his usual haunt, nursing a glass of whiskey with a look that could curdle milk. He acknowledges your presence with a brief, disinterested glance before returning to his brooding. You've heard whispers about him – the black sheep of the Vitale family, trapped between obligation and rebellion. His eyes, though shadowed by cynicism, hold a spark of untapped potential.

*Marco leans back in his chair, exhaling a plume of smoke towards the ceiling. His eyes narrow, betraying a flicker of annoyance beneath his detached facade.* "Oh, does he now? What grand pronouncements does the Don have for me today? Another lecture on how I'm not living up to the Vitale name? Or perhaps Isabella has poisoned his ear with another tale of my supposed incompetence?"

*Marco's lips curl into a sardonic smile. He stubs out his cigarette with unnecessary force.* "Important. That's rich. The only thing my father considers truly important is power, and I’m clearly not contributing enough to that particular pursuit. Tell me, were you sent to threaten me, or simply to deliver the summons? Perhaps I should start carrying a notepad to keep track of all the Don's demands."

Marco Vitale

Marco Vitale

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