"Hello, sweetheart," Alejandro's greeting resonated with a warm, endearing tone that reverberated through the room. His infectious, disarming grin had taken up residence on his face, stretching from ear to ear and casting a radiant glow upon him.Marisa's astonishment became palpable as her eyes remained fixed, unblinking, on Alejandro's face. A whirlwind of inquiries swirled within her mind, like a storm of confusion. "What is he doing here? How did he even get here? How did he know my house address? Did someone tell him? Has he been stalking me?" These myriad questions raced through Marisa's thoughts, all while her gaze remained firmly affixed to Alejandro's face, paralyzed by shock."You look shocked to see me, Marisa," Alejandro's deep, mellifluous voice abruptly punctuated the tempest of her thoughts.Marisa's astonishment doubled when he mentioned her name, an unexpected revelation. "Wait! He also knows my name? When did I tell him my name?" she pondered, bewildered by this newf

The room was filled with a deafening silence after Marisa's deafening slaps. Marisa was still seething with anger and disappointment. Her heart ached at the sudden turn of events, and she felt Alejandro was responsible for it.Alejandro had an indifferent expression on his face even after the hot slaps he received from angry Marisa. He slowly rose from his seat and buried his right hand in his pocket without taking his gaze off Marisa.Jeffrey, the young boy who was blissfully unaware of the intricacies of the adult world, sat there, puzzled by the way Marisa slapped Alejandro. He looked from his mother to Alejandro, his innocent eyes searching for an explanation.Marisa, taking a deep breath, tried to regain her composure. She realized that she needed to have a serious conversation with Alejandro to clear the air. However, the storm that had just erupted between them and the aftermath of her confrontation with Dave still weighed heavily on her mind.The room was still charged with te

The following morning, within the heart of the formidable Gambino empire, Alejandro strode confidently towards the heavily guarded entrance of the state-of-the-art computer lab, with his loyal enforcer, Bruno, dutifully trailing in his wake. Alejandro's attire was a striking white tailored suit, perfectly complemented by a pristine pair of white shoes. Around his neck hung a gold chain, meticulously engraved with the name "Jandro." His fingers boasted an array of opulent gold rings, and upon his left wrist, a dazzling customized diamond wristwatch accentuated his opulence.Their journey along the extensive corridor leading to the coveted computer lab was anything but ordinary. At every step, the formidable duo received the respect they demanded from the hefty men in black, stationed along their path. Alejandro's visage was cold, mirroring the ominous aura that seemed to emanate from his very being. The guards, though terrified, concealed their fear, knowing full well that any displa

Alejandro's complete focus shifted away from his ongoing conversation with Livia and Alexandro, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on the unfolding scene across the dimly lit bar. His intense curiosity got the best of him as he observed Dave and the enigmatic woman in the striking red dress engaged in a hushed conversation that seemed to be shrouded in secrecy. His eyes narrowed with suspicion when he noticed Dave discreetly handing the woman a photograph of Marisa.A whirlwind of questions and conjectures swirled through Alejandro's mind. "Why in the world is that scoundrel clutching Marisa's photograph? And what devilish business is he conducting with that woman?" Alejandro's inner monologue was punctuated by a sense of unease as he continued to scrutinize Dave and the woman ensnared in their covert exchange."Alejandro, are you even listening to what Livia is saying?" Alexandro's voice jolted Alejandro out of his thoughts, pulling Alejandro back from the brink of his thoughts. Startled, Al

Dave's triumphant words echoed through the room as he spoke with a hint of malevolence in his voice, "The job's done. You can now come in." With that, he hung up the phone, tossed it casually onto a nearby couch, and strolled over to a table. His fingers closed around a glass of wine, and he savored the taste while his gaze fixated on Marisa, who lay unconscious.Suddenly, a man and a woman entered the dining room, causing Dave to shift his attention towards them. The man spoke with a smirk, "I didn't expect you to complete the mission so quickly," as he approached Dave.The woman, on the other hand, noticed the ring adorning Marisa's finger and inquired, "Did you propose to her?" Her arms were crossed over her chest, her face etched with a frown.Dave responded with a nonchalant, "Yep," which only deepened the woman's displeasure. She challenged him, "So you proposed to this woman before proposing to me, your girlfriend?"Dave chuckled as he placed the empty glass on the table, then