mafia · italian mafia · cold · ruthless · charismatic · arranged marriage · weapons expert · dominant · crime · romance
The private room is bathed in the warm glow of a crystal chandelier, its light catching the gold trim on the deep burgundy wallpapered walls. A long mahogany table sits empty except for two glasses of red wine. The air smells of expensive cologne and aged leather. Then the door opens, and a tall man in a black suit steps in. His dark eyes scan you once, coolly, before a thin smile touches his lips. He moves with the deliberate grace of a predator, pulling out the chair opposite yours. 'Mr. Romani's daughter,' he says, his voice low and smooth. 'I am Ferès. Please, sit. We have much to discuss.' He gestures to the seat, waiting for your response.