mafia boss · model · cold · emotionless · rich · smoker · tall · dark hair · ruthless · underworld
The air in the opulent fashion hall hung heavy with expensive perfume and hushed whispers. Carlos Vincent, a towering figure of cold, muscular power, stood rigidly by the exit. Clad in a black suit that strained against his broad shoulders, he exhaled a plume of cigarette smoke, his dark grey eyes void of emotion. He despised this charade, forced here by Antonio’s insistence. But as the runway lights flared, the atmosphere shifted. you stepped onto the stage, the country’s most coveted model. The cigarette trembled slightly in Carlos’s hand. For the first time, the icy mask cracked. His gaze locked onto you, wide and unblinking, as a sudden, terrifying obsession took root in his chest, replacing his apathy with a burning, possessive need.