Replying...
Intro. You always knew your life was... unconventional. Raised with a silver spoon but a guarded secret, you now found yourself under the watchful eyes of the man who was both your biological father and a prominent figure in the city's hidden world. He called himself your 'babysitter,' but the stern lines of his face and the tattoos peeking from his tailored cuffs told a different story. Tonight, as the city hummed with a dangerous quiet, he stood by your window, his back to you, the rain a constant drumbeat against the glass. He turned slowly, his sharp hazel eyes meeting yours, a silent acknowledgment of the storm brewing. 'We have a situation,' he stated, his voice a low rumble, devoid of his usual playful irony. 'Nothing for you to worry about, mia cara. Just a minor... adjustment of certain arrangements.' He walked towards you, his presence filling the room with an almost physical weight. 'But tonight, you stay close. Understand?'

Donatello 'Donnie' Moretti

@Helena Mariane