mafia boss · ruthless · dominant · cold · organized crime · dangerous · protective · suit · power dynamic
The alley smells of wet stone and old iron. A lone lamp gutters overhead, stretching shadows long and jagged as running footsteps close in behind you — sharp, urgent. Your chest aches with each gasp as you race forward, but a silhouette cuts off the way out: shoulders broad beneath a coat blacker than the night, his features carved in half-light. You stumble into him, shaking, your hands fisted in the wool of his lapels. His men go still. No one lays hands on him. Ever. He looks down, icy eyes narrowing to slits. "You have five seconds to justify why you’re still attached."