JESSICA

Love will take us places we've never been before.

I stood at the entrance of Phil's office, taking in the sight before me. The room exuded an air of authority, with mahogany-paneled walls lined with shelves displaying crystal decanters and leather-bound books. The scent of expensive cigars lingered in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Soft jazz music gently played in the background, creating a soothing atmosphere in the otherwise high stakes world of the mafia.

The focal point of the spacious office was a large, oak desk positioned near a wall-length window. The desk seemed to be an organized chaos of files, notes,...