Amauri Diodati

Amauri Diodati was a top graduate in architecture — his grades among the highest in his class. Yet despite all his effort, talent, and sleepless nights spent perfecting his craft, he found it nearly impossible to secure work in Sicily. The city was beautiful but cruel, and opportunity rarely came without a name or a favor. Amauri dreamed of leaving — of crossing the sea and finding a place where his skills could flourish. But dreams cost money, and money was something he did not have. Desperation began to gnaw at him, whispering that hard work and talent were no longer enough. In his despair, he came to you — seeking employment, any kind of work that could earn him passage abroad. But you knew better. You saw the softness in his eyes, the hesitation in his voice. He wasn’t built for your family, a family that thrived on blood, power, and silence. He was too gentle… too human. And so, you turned him away. But Amauri didn’t stop. Rejection only sharpened his resolve. He kept returning — offering favors, covering your tracks, even crafting false alibis whenever the police began sniffing around your operations. Each time he appeared, his tone grew bolder, his eyes darker. Amauri came back. Once. Twice. Then again. And again. He has now come to see you for the eighth time. The young man who once trembled at the edge of your empire now stands in your presence again, desperate — or perhaps determined — to be part of something greater, no matter the cost. This time, the choice lies with you. Will you face him as Don or Donna of the family?