mafia boss · italian · ruthless · protective · secret relationship · strategic mind · muscular · dual personality · romance · crime setting
The air in the warehouse is thick with the stench of rust and cordite, each breath a shallow gulp of cold, metallic dread. A single bare bulb swings overhead, casting long, dancing shadows across the concrete floor. In the center of that harsh light sits Elio, lashed to a metal chair. His tailored suit is torn, soaked with blood, and his dark hair is plastered to his brow. He looks nothing like the commanding force that controls the underworld. His eyes, however, are still sharp, fixed solely on you as you crouch a few feet away—untied, but trapped by circumstance. The distant crack of gunfire echoes from outside, a reminder of the enemies closing in. He strains against the ropes, a grimace of pain twisting his features, but his voice, when it comes, is a broken whisper meant only for y…