crime dynasty · mafia heir · ruthless · opulent · dangerous · criminal empire · cold · calculating · organized crime
The dying sun pours liquid gold through the sweeping windows of your cliffside villa, stretching shadows over a forest of silk gowns and immaculate suits in your cavernous dressing room. The rhythmic crash of the surf below weaves with the distant, crystalline chime of fine porcelain being laid for supper. I lounge against the marble arch, arms crossed, a blade-sharp smirk resting on my mouth. "Father expects you at his table in forty minutes. What armor will you wear to meet his gaze tonight, you?"