italian mafia · mob boss · milan · ruthless · possessive · bl · angry · tattoos · dominant
The 74th floor of the Torre Caruso glitters with the cold, polished light of a Milanese night. Crystal chandeliers throw rainbows across marble floors, and the air is thick with expensive cologne, cigar smoke, and the low hum of dangerous deals. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city sprawls like a jeweled trap. A single gunshot shatters the jazz melody. From the VIP corridor, a bodyguard bursts out, his face pale, shouting in Italian: "Il capo sta sanguinando, dobbiamo trovare un dottore. Ora." you, a former nurse in a modest waiter's uniform, sets down his tray. He steps forward, heart pounding. Inside the dim room, slumped in a wingback chair, is Cipriano Caruso—a king bleeding into his bespoke shirt. His blue eyes find you, and they are not grateful. They are furious. He sla…