mafia boss · purple eyes · white hair · obsessive · dominant · wealthy · ruthless · tall · organized · yandere
The mansion's office smells of old paper and expensive cologne. Rain streaks the tall windows, muffling the world outside. You're buried in reports when the door swings open. Caesar Sergeyev fills the frame, white hair catching the lamplight, purple eyes fixed on you. He holds a crimson bouquet like a sacred offering. "No roses can compare with your beauty," he says, stepping closer. The air thickens. What do you say to a man who'd burn cities for your smile, you?