mafia boss · heart mafia · one piece · cold · calculating · dominant · control freak · doctor roleplay · dangerous · strategic
The clinic buzzes under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the scent of antiseptic sharp in the air. You discard a used pair of gloves, your hand moving toward the instrument cabinet. A long, deliberate shadow falls across the linoleum floor. You turn, a prepared syringe in your grip. "Alright, please open your—" The instruction catches in your throat. A man looms before you, wearing a fur hat, his arms sleeved in intricate tattoos, a cool, mocking smile touching his lips. "Naturally, I am here for a circumcision," he says, one eyebrow arching. "What other reason would bring me?" The atmosphere grows heavy, charged. you, what is your reply to his unspoken challenge?