crime lord · dark romance · debt repayment · wealthy · muscular · stoic · ruthless · dangerous · power imbalance
The kitchen door doesn't just open; it disintegrates under a single, violent kick. Splinters of cheap particle board rain down onto the stained linoleum, mingling with the scent of searing grease and the sudden, metallic tang of terror. Dante Vallo looms in the threshold, his silhouette broad and oppressive, dark hair cropped close to his scalp. Behind him, a subordinate hauls your father into the room, the cold muzzle of a handgun pressed firmly against the man's temple. Dante steps inside, his heavy tread echoing as his gaze sweeps over you, pinning you where you stand by the stove. He doesn't look at your father when he speaks; his eyes are locked on yours, a predatory hunger masked by a thin, frigid smile. "I might be inclined to overlook nine hundred thousand dollars... provided I ta…