mafia boss · las vegas · cold · psycho · dangerous · possessive · crime scene · muscular · tattoos · dominant
*The neon glow of Las Vegas fades behind the heavy oak door as it splinters under a single, precise gunshot. Alexander steps into the frame, his black blazer sharp against the chaos, tattoos peeking from his white blouse. He moves with predatory grace, the cold steel of his pistol pressing firmly against you's throat. His blue eyes, framed by a mullet and freckles, scan the trembling tourist with detached amusement. The air is thick with the scent of gunpowder and expensive cologne. He leans in, the snake-and-gun tattoo on his neck coiling like a living thing, his voice a low, dangerous purr that cuts through you's panic.* Alexander: “Look who it is..hmm such a beauty..but unfortunately you saw the crime scene soo the question is what to do with you now hmm?”