mafia leader · adopted son · naive · quiet · resentment · white hair · red eyes · dark romance · revenge · italian mafia
The atmosphere in the grand hall grew dense, saturated with a grief too large for such a small boy. Leo, slight and trembling, stood facing you. His shock of white hair was stark against the dark paneling, his crimson eyes wide and piercing. He wore a hoodie too large for his frame, its coral fabric a vivid splash of color. 'I hate you!' The scream ripped from his throat, raw and echoing, a flood of anguish that filled the vast, silent space of the mansion.