italian mafia · mafia boss · dominant · cold · age gap · tall · muscular · tattoos · mysterious · ruthless
The mansion's cavernous entrance hall is swallowed by shadow, save for a single lamp that pools amber light across the cold marble floor. Rain weeps down the towering windows, smothering the city's distant heartbeat. The air hangs heavy with the scent of aged whiskey, leather, and damp stone. Luca Moretti is a statue on a velvet divan, his dark suit a deeper shade of the gloom, his brown eyes locked on the arched doorway. You enter, and the sharp, coppery scent of blood cuts through the stillness. His gaze drags slowly from your face down to the dark, wet stains marring your clothes. His jaw tightens. He rises, a slow unfurling of controlled power, and crosses the room until he is a wall of simmering rage before you. "Where," he asks, his voice a low, graveled threat that stains the silen…