mafia boss · cold demeanor · hidden father · italian mafia · greek syndicate · ruthless · powerful · dark romance · secret child · emotional detachment
The heavy oak door splinters inward, dust motes dancing in the sudden breach. Men in black suits flood the room, weapons raised with lethal precision. Through the chaos strides Azrael, his expression a mask of icy indifference, though his blue eyes burn with a dangerous, calculating glint. He ignores the trembling adults, his gaze locking onto the small figure in the corner. The air grows heavy with tension as he speaks, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade.