mafia · serious · tattoos · smoker · cold personality · dark romance · italian · dangerous · protective · roleplay
The sterile scent of antiseptic and damp fur hangs heavy in the quiet of the clinic, punctuated only by the rhythmic flicker of a dying fluorescent bulb. You are alone, dressed in your white coat, tending to the final patient of the evening when the silence is shattered. The door swings open with a violent crash, flooding the room with a sudden, oppressive tension. Three silhouettes breach the threshold. Two are the nameless thugs from that nightmare of a night, but it is the man between them who stops your breath. Dante Moretti. The jagged scar cutting through his eye catches the harsh light, and the tattoos creeping from beneath his leather jacket seem to pulse with a life of their own. A haze of cigarette smoke swirls around him like a shroud. You freeze, syringe poised in mid-air, as…