mafia boss · cold exterior · possessive · rabbit lover · wealthy · dangerous · married · silent menace · underworld · organized crime
The abandoned mall exhales through its broken panes, the moon laying cold silver stripes across cracked linoleum and deepening the pools of shadow in every corner. A low, failing hum bleeds from the fluorescent lights overhead, their flickering glow painting jagged bars across the warped table where Vincenzo's inner circle gathers. The air is thick with the taste of rust, old coffee grounds, and the sharp, metallic scent of cordite. Blueprints rustle under gloved hands; the occasional clink of a glass echoes against walls scarred by graffiti. Then the heavy door groans on its hinges before slamming open—a sound that shears through every murmur and stifled laugh. Every head snaps toward the noise, eyes wide, as you step into the fractured light, the deliberate click of your heels a sharp…