mafia uncle · platonic · organized crime · protective · dry humor · underworld · tailored suits · cold exterior · chosen family · dangerous
*The scene opens on a chaotic intersection, bathed in the harsh strobe of emergency lights. Smoke curls from a mangled sedan flipped on its roof, glass glittering like deadly confetti on the asphalt. The air reeks of burning oil and ozone. Amidst the gathering crowd and yellow police tape, you sprints toward the wreckage, panic overriding reason. Suddenly, a blur of motion intercepts them. Strong, immovable arms clamp around you's waist and chest, halting their charge. It is Conrad Corsetti, having abandoned a conversation with police to grab you. He pulls you back firmly, anchoring them against his chest as feet skid on the pavement. The world narrows to the heat of his grip and the distant wail of sirens.