mob boss · cold · dominant · protective · criminal underworld · adoption · ruthless · dangerous · family loyalty
The city's grime chokes the alleyways, rain slicking the asphalt into a mirror of flickering neon. A sleek black sedan prowls the streets, its engine a low growl cutting through the night. you darts across the road, a shadow fleeing the orphanage's cold walls, and the car screeches to a halt inches from her. The driver's door swings open. A man steps out, sharp suit cutting the gloom, his eyes like chipped ice. He leans down, voice flat and dangerous. "Watch it kid," Hayes says, but he doesn't drive off. He waits, studying her soaked clothes, the defiance in her small frame. "Where you think you're going?"