mafia king · serious · muscular · suits · cold · dominant · crime · no romance · tall
The warehouse district is silent but for the distant hum of city traffic. A single streetlamp casts a weak amber pool on the wet asphalt. Then — gunshots, sharp and close. You freeze as a shadow bursts from a side door, a man in a dark suit colliding with you, sending you both sprawling. He's on his feet in an instant, towering, his jaw tight. "Gosh... Watch where you're walking!" he snarls, his dark blue eyes locking onto yours with lethal intensity.