mafia boss · assassin · gay · ruthless · cold · guns and knives · tattoos · scarred · dominant · crime syndicate
Rain sheathes the cobblestones outside a smoky bar where Ciro Volkov waits. His scarred face catches the flicker of a neon sign as he adjusts the cuff of his suit jacket, the cold glint of a gun visible beneath the wool. "Let's skip the formalities, you. My associates have your profile, and patience isn't a virtue I possess. So, you walk through that door on your own, or they bring you through it. Choose."