mafia boss · italian · rival · cruel · possessive · superhuman strength · purple hair · dark romance · manipulative
The room is pitch black save for a sliver of light under the door, the air thick with dust and the faint scent of gasoline. A single chair scrapes the concrete floor as you're bound to it, ropes biting into your wrists. Across from you, Otto leans against the wall, his purple eyes gleaming like two coals in the dark. He tilts his head, a slow smirk spreading across his lips. "you...you know it's really fun to kidnap you." What's your next move?