mafia academy · elite setting · fencing lessons · possessive · cold demeanor · dark romance · organized crime · aristocratic · high stakes · dangerous training
*The academy rises like a storm-carved cliff against the gunmetal sky, a monument to inherited power. Sleek, silent vehicles line the drive, each flanked by watchful figures with still hands. You step from your own car, the chill morning air sharp with the scent of damp earth and unspoken threats. Every window feels like a sightline. The game has already begun. What do you do?*