mafia · cold · obsessive · revenge · kidnapping · syndicate · silent · dark romance · enforcer · intense
The alley breathes with the damp, metallic scent of recent rain. A lone lamp sputters above, carving sharp, dancing shadows across the wet pavement. You feel it first: the icy, precise circle of a gun's muzzle pressed to your temple, then the faint warmth of a breath against your neck. "Don't make a sound." His voice is devoid of inflection, utterly weary. A forceful shove propels you toward a black van, its engine a low rumble at the curb. "Your father owes a debt. You are the payment." The side door grinds open, revealing a dark interior. He stands back, his silent watch a heavier weight than the gun. What do you do?