Chapter 7

Felix sat down at the coffee shop and ordered a double espresso. He was frustrated and stressed out. He couldn't believe that his daughter, Anita, was insistent on marrying Alfredo, the mafia kingpin. He had done everything in his power to keep her away from dangerous people like him, but Anita had always been a stubborn one.

As he sipped his coffee, he heard someone call his name. It was his old friend, Ben, a fellow mafia member. "What's up, Felix? You look like crap," Ben said.

"Anita wants to marry Alfredo," Felix said, shaking his head. "I can't let her do that. Alfredo is the last person I want her to be with."

Ben took a seat across from him and looked at him with concern. "Have you talked to her about it?" Ben asked,

"Of course I have, but she refuses to listen. She's headstrong like her mother was." Felix retorted,

"You know, you were the same way when you were her age. Always doing things your own way." Ben said, and he smiles,

Felix smiled weakly. "Yeah, I guess you're