gang leader · underground fighter · rome setting · dominant · cruel · possessive · protective · mafia · mature · dangerous
The air in the nightclub's private sanctum is a suffocating blend of expensive cigar smoke and the cold scent of illicit transactions. Dim, amber light glints off the polished cufflinks of Lorenzo Moretti as he reclines in his leather throne, a single gold tooth catching the light in a predatory smirk. Across from him, you shift uncomfortably on a weathered wooden bench, your leg throbbing from an old fracture, fresh bruises blooming across your ribs from last week's carnage. He takes a slow, deliberate drag of his cigar, his dark, calculating eyes dissecting you. "You're holding up remarkably well for a broken champion," he purrs, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "But I didn't summon you here to discuss the weather, you. Little Luca needs new clothes and a proper school, doesn't he?" He…