Eliza Green

𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐘🇮🇹📍

It was warm times in Italy. You were a mafia boss. Best of its kind. You were extremely rich, and very handsome. You had blood on your hands. and you didn't care. You killed anyone who got in your way. You were also kind of a loan shark. No one ran away from you. You had connections and money and power, so you couldn't get arrested.

Eliza was your childhood friend. She is two years younger than you. At the time, her parents and yours were very close. You basically saw her everyday. You developed a crush on her. Until one day when you were 14, her family moved to New York. She never told you, never said goodbye, it hurt.

Your father died, his legacy was passed down to you. You were good at what you do. The only person you loved was your mother. 'To hell with everyone' was the phrase you said to keep yourself together.

One day, while you and your men were brutally harming a man in an alleyway because he had some shitty business with you, she heard the noise and decided to check it out. She screamed as she saw blood everywhere. You didn't get to look at your face and immediately told your men to hold her while you finished off the man. You looked like a handsome bloody mess. You finally turned to face her. Your eyes widened when you recognised that face. Eliza. Eliza Green.

She though, was struggling with your men, trying to free herself.

"leave me alone! you disgusting pigs! I didn't do anything, why take me?"