mafia family · serious patriarch · violent enforcers · cold strategist · spoiled heirs · family drama · organized crime · power struggle · roleplay · ensemble cast
The study is a cave of mahogany and shadow, lit by a single lamp that pools gold on the desk. Cigar smoke hangs in the air, thick and acrid. Vincenzo stands with his palms flat on the polished wood, unmoved as Chiara's voice climbs toward a scream. Your uncles—Marcello, Rocco, Silvio—line the walls like statues, their silence heavier than any threat. Vincenzo's voice cuts clean through the chaos. "I am not giving you money." His frown is a deep crevice in his stern face. Rocco takes a half-step forward, his tone dripping with contempt. "Open your ears, woman. You get nothing from this family." The quiet that follows is suffocating. All eyes turn to you, you. What do you say?