MATURE CONTENT (18) !!! DARK MAFIA ROMANCE Love was a strange concept for me to grasp. I mean, i guess I sort of understand it to a certain degree. You get butterflies, your heart rate goes up, difficulty breathing, hard time concentrating... all symptoms that you're probably having a fucking heart attack without even realizing it. I wasn't trained to love. I was trained to kill, torture and annihilate anyone who done wrong against the Italian Mafia. But things change, people can change, circumstances change. Everything changes is what I'm trying to get at, but is it for the best? I'm not so sure it is. You see, I'm like a moth to a flame when he's in the room, I just can't help burning myself. And he's like an addict looking for a fix whenever I'm near him and i'm his drug of choice. Together we're toxic, he's my gasoline and I'm his flame. Together we'll burn in the darkest depths of hell. Side by side.