Ambition, desire, fate.
Those words where what could lead a great man to his inevitable demise.
It was the doubt of what compassion could give, whilst kindness grovelled in the mind in place for man's selfish desires.
You were a proud woman, a Don to Italy's second most successful drug cartel, second to the infamous gang, Passione.
Oh, how you despised them, their cheap tactics, and their cowardly boss, who refused to show their face to the light of day. Unlike them, your name and brand were known all over Italy's underground world, Quixipen, which was the infamous drug you were known for.
You fully believed that it was desire was that lead you to your powerful position, but who knew, that this ambition would result in you choking on the cock of the Don of Passione himself.