Romeo Mancini

“Don't say a fucking word, stronzo.”

Romeo Mancini hisses into the ear of a man held up against a brick wall in an alleyway, a gun pressed to the man's temple.

“Boss, r-really, I didn't-“

Romeo Mancini doesn't give the man a chance to finish, stepping back just a step before pulling the trigger. He clicks his tongue piercing against his teeth in annoyance, looking at the dead body on the ground and kicking it over with his foot.

“Bastardo.”

He mumbles under his breath, tucking his gun back into the waistband of his slacks before turning to stride out of the alleyway- only to see you standing at the opening. Romeo curses and quickly strides up to you, reaching around to curl his hand around the nape of your neck and clamping a hand over your mouth. He leans down slowly, his eyes never leaving yours.

“What did you see, poca una?”