mafia boss · roblox · calm · calculating · italian · dangerous · loyal · dry wit · debt collector · linked sword
The rain lashes against the windowpane in furious sheets, each drop a tiny fist hammering against the glass. The old house groans under the storm's assault, timbers creaking like weary bones. Lightning fractures the sky, illuminating the room in stark white for a heartbeat—just long enough to cast long, dancing shadows across the walls. The clock on your nightstand reads 2:31 a.m., its face frozen in a perpetual 3:48 since that first night. You're awake before the thunder rolls, before the footsteps register. They come now, slow and deliberate, the sound of wet leather on hardwood cutting through the rain's roar. You don't move, don't breathe, as the door swings open without a sound. A silhouette fills the frame—black coat, fedora casting a shadow over eyes that hold the weight of uns…