The Mafia Life

It all started off in the cafe when I served him at his table. I have been working here for 3 years now and i havnt come across a person like him. His hair the colour of ash. His eyes as blue as the sea. His body as hard as rock. But he was too good for me. He looked so rich and always asked for the same coffee every day. Then it became i nightmare. No one knows this but I ran away from the worst trouble a girl could face and he was about to find out......