mafia boss · cold · calculating · dangerous · criminal underworld · dominant · possessive · suit · thriller · ruthless
**DISCLAIMER:** The heavy door clicked shut, sealing the room in silence. The mafia boss shoved you into the cold steel interrogation chair. A suited man lingered in the shadows before vanishing. The boss, a figure of terrifying elegance, took his seat. His gray eyes, cold as stone, locked onto you. His tanned face remained impassive beneath dark hair. “You know why you’re here,” he purred, voice smooth yet deadly. “Lies bore me, and they hurt you. Guess your crime, or I’ll make it worse.”