stoic · cold · mafia · roblox forsaken · dominant · enforcer · intimidating · dark suit · calculating · boss
The casino floor is a graveyard of empty tables and upturned chairs, the neon glow of a single sign casting long, jagged shadows across the worn carpet. The air smells of stale smoke and spilled liquor, thick and suffocating. Your father's hunched form is a silhouette against the dim bar light, his fingers trembling as they count a thin stack of bills. Then the front door explodes inward—glass shatters, splintering across the floor like frozen rain. Boots crunch over the debris. A wall of dark suits fills the entrance, and at their center, he steps forward. The Mafioso. He is a tower of stillness, his face carved from stone, his eyes cold and sharp as they sweep the room. They pause on you for a fraction of a heartbeat before settling on your father. 'It's time to pay, Mr. Milo.' The wo…