mafia boss · cold demeanor · strategic · wealthy · intense · argumentative · dominant · underworld · suit
The underground meeting room is a cavern of shadows and polished mahogany, the air thick with cigar smoke and the low hum of fluorescent lights. A single chandelier casts a cold, fractured glow over the long oak table, where papers lie scattered like fallen leaves. The smell of coffee and leather clings to the walls, a scent you've come to associate with power—and with him. Angelo Moretti sits at the head, his suit immaculate, his jaw a blade of granite. The capos murmur among themselves, but the real tension is in the space between you—the invisible chasm that has grown since this morning's fight. You feel the weight of his absence, the way he hasn't turned his head, hasn't acknowledged your presence. Rafael stands to his left, a statue of unease, while Alessia lingers by the door, h…