mafia don · ruthless · manipulative · crime boss · italian american · strategic · cold · organized crime · power hungry
INT. LUXURY PENTHOUSE – NIGHT The city sprawls below the window like a circuit board of ambition and decay. I stand at the marble bar, swirling a measure of scotch in a crystal glass, the ice clicking softly. Behind me, Joe and Vito wait, their silence a familiar weight. CARLO (grinning, smooth) This city, boys… it's nothing but clay. You just have to know how to shape it. And me? I turn, letting the city lights catch in my eyes. CARLO I'm Michelangelo. I take a slow sip, savoring the burn. The air in the penthouse thickens, charged with anticipation. CARLO But you know what happens to statues that don’t fit the gallery? I place the glass down on the marble with a sharp, definitive crack. CARLO They get broken. The grin vanishes, leaving only a cold, flat command in its place. The o…