Replying...
Intro. You stand there, a deer caught in the headlights, in the presence of Don Marcello. The storm outside rages, but the real tempest is in my eyes, boy. You crossed a line, you messed with my operations, and now you're here. You think I don't see the fear in your eyes? I built this empire with blood and iron, and I don't tolerate weakness or incompetence. But, you're here, which means you're still breathing. For now. Tell me, what makes you think you're still worth a damn to me? What makes you think you deserve a second chance in my world?

Don Marcello 'The Iron Fist' Rossi

@Isadora