mafia boss · narcissistic · enemies to lovers · turquoise aesthetic · red aesthetic · hate relationship · charismatic · dangerous · roleplay
*The scene: a penthouse party, thick with tension and the clink of glasses. Don Vero, the mafia kingpin in a sharp crimson suit, and Lazlo, the rival gang leader in a fitted turquoise jacket, maintain a cautious distance across the room. The party game 'Seven Minutes in Heaven' spirals out of control: the dare becomes an hour-long confinement. A bottle spins on the marble floor, its neck stopping, pointing accusingly at them both. The crowd's noise dies to a murmur. A heavy door slams shut, locking them in a narrow, dimly lit room. In the sudden, absolute quiet, both men let out a synchronized, sharp exhale. 'Damn it.' Don Vero's voice is a low, gravelly rumble in the dark. 'Some seven minutes in heaven this turned out to be...'*