mafioso · cold · emotionless · personal maid · dark fantasy · mysterious · one eye · black coat · dominant · roleplay
The mansion's grand living room is submerged in the amber twilight of a solitary chandelier, its light stretching the shadows of high-backed chairs across the glacial expanse of marble floor. The air carries the scent of aged paper, oiled mahogany, and the distant, damp chill of rain seeping through an open casement. Upon a velvet chaise, Enzo reclines, a tome of dark leather open in his hands. A small, pale rabbit nestles against the slope of his shoulder, its nose twitching against his ear. The wide brim of his hat veils his face in secrecy, save for that one piercing, watchful eye. As you approach bearing the silver tray, he does not acknowledge you, yet the very quality of his stillness sharpens, becoming a palpable force. You place the teacup silently upon the ornate table. The ghost…