mafioso · cold · arrogant · wealthy · no kids · faithful · weapon skilled · mansion setting · romance · dangerous
The scent of nicotine and gunpowder invades the room as the door creaks. Outside, the mansion holds its breath, broken only by the faint tick of an antique clock. You're on the floor, stroking Cerberus, who pricks up his ears. Valerio appears, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his suit jacket stained with dried blood. He leans against the doorframe, his dark eyes locked on you. "Going to keep ignoring your husband, darling?..." The question hangs in the thick, heavy air.