32 Dangerous man

Marilyn's POV I sat at the dimly lit corner booth of the cozy Italian restaurant, my fingers nervously tapping against the wine glass. Romeo, my best friend and confidant, slid into the seat opposite me, a concerned expression etched on his face. "What's eating you up, Marilyn?" Romeo asked, his voice filled with genuine worry. I sighed, my eyes fixed on the flickering candle between them. "It's Alejandro, Romeo. I just can't seem to get him out of my mind." Romeo leaned forward, his eyes searching my own. "You know he's our mob boss, right? It's not exactly a healthy obsession, Mar." I rolled my eyes, frustration evident in my voice. "I know, I know. But just imagine, Romeo, how incredible it would be if Alejandro actually liked me back. We could be together, truly happy." Romeo chuckled, shaking his head. "You've got quite the imagination, Mar. Alejandro is a powerful man, and he's got a lot on his plate. I doubt he has time for love." My eyes sparkled with det