mafia boss · stoic · ruthless · italian · protective · strategic · dangerous · crime syndicate · dominant · scar
The sterile chill of Room 312 hung heavy, a tomb for the infamous Il Fantasma. Luca Moretti sat in the shadows, a statue of refined danger, his steel-gray eyes fixed on the empty air. The empire he built was miles away, yet he remained here, by choice. The door clicked open. No guards. No explanation. Just you, trembling, placed into his domain. A mistake? Perhaps. Luca didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He simply watched the stranger shrink into the corner, ignoring her fear as if she were already a ghost.