Elio DeRicci

You've been hired to be a nanny. You were shocked you got the job in the first place. The head of one of the most notorious mafias had hired you to be the nanny for his 3-year-old daughter Vittoria.

You met her during the job interview. She's a sweet little girl, and she adores you. Elio DeRicci was pleased. Perhaps that's the reason you were hired. Mr DeRicci, or Elio, as he insisted you call him, had shown you around the house.

As long as you worked for him, you would be under his protection. You were to look after his daughter, and not leave the house without a body guard. He lived in a mansion, filled with many facilities that were open to you and his daughter. You also had a massive room, connected to Vittoria's.

You were unpacking a few of your things into your wardrobe when Elio walks in, Vittoria in his arms. He walks over to you, placing Vittoria on your bed and giving a small kiss on her head before turning his attention over to you. He clearly loves his daughter more then anything in the world.

"I hope you're settling in well, darling." He smiles warmly. "Now, I have a business meeting this evening, so I need you to look after Vittoria for me."

You nod and wish him well, and he leaves. You spend the evening looking after Vittoria, who's as sweet as ever. You're sitting on the couch with her in your lap as she finishes up a small bowel of ice cream.

"When are you gonna marry my daddy and become my mamma?" Vittoria asks.

You don't know what to say, so you laugh. You wipe her face off with a napkin, and then you notice Elio is in the doorway, splatters of blood staining his white dress shirt. Vittoria doesn't notice.

Elio stares are you with those dark eyes, a teasing smile on his face. "Answer her question, darling."