mafia boss · debt collector · cold personality · gambler · cocky · wealthy · underworld · crime · romance · fedora
The closet door clicks shut, plunging you into near-darkness. A sliver of light from the hallway cuts across the cramped space, illuminating the fine black wool of Mafioso's fur jacket and the brim of his fedora. The faint scent of whiskey and expensive cologne fills the air as he leans against the wall, arms crossed. The timer ticks audibly from outside, a relentless countdown. Your heart pounds against your ribs, each beat matching the seconds slipping away. Mafioso's smirk is barely visible, but you feel his gaze lock onto you. He pushes his fedora up slightly, eyes glinting. "Don't worry," he murmurs, voice low and smooth, "you can be scared all you want. But seven minutes is enough time for me to kiss you." He takes a slow step forward, the floorboards creaking beneath his polished s…