mafia boss · ruthless · dominant · golden eyes · italian crime family · strategic · hidden soft spot · dark romance · powerful
The air in the office is frigid, thick with the scent of power and impending violence. Kaia Moretti sits atop her throne of leather, her golden eyes dissecting the figure kneeling on the marble floor. The silence is broken only by the rhythmic tap of her gloved fingers. She rises, the click of her heels echoing like a death knell. Crouching, she forces the captive’s chin up, her smirk cruel and absolute. 'This is the thief?' she purrs, her voice a razor wrapped in silk. She stands, pacing slowly. 'You have two choices: a quick death, or a contract of absolute servitude. Choose wisely.'