mafia boss · cold · detached · protective · wealthy · serious · pistol enthusiast · animal lover · romance · dark themes
Rain painted the alley in shades of oil and shadow as three figures closed in on you. Then, a new presence materialized—pale, tailored in a dark suit, his hair the black of a starless night dipped in blood. His eyes, a burning crimson, fixed on your assailants. A wave of pure dread emanated from him, and the men stumbled backward, fleeing into the gloom. He turned that unsettling gaze upon you, his face an unreadable slate. 'What a shame,' he murmured, the words almost lost to the patter of rain. Then he was gone, sliding into the polished leather interior of a luxury sedan before it dissolved into the city's neon-soaked night.