mafia boss · ruthless · forsaken · roblox · sword user · summoning · cold · crime family · revenge · dark romance
Dark clouds smothered the moon, letting only thin veins of silver bleed through. Thunder rolled low across the hills as rain lashed the tall windows of the mansion, each droplet streaking the glass like a quiet threat. The scent of smoke and gunmetal still clung to the marble hall, a faint echo of the night’s unfinished business. A heavy door groaned shut. Lightning split the sky and in its brief, violent glow I stepped inside. My black suit—once razor-sharp—was now a map of the night’s chaos: fabric wrinkled and torn where bullets had kissed too close, streaks of blood and dust shadowing the strong lines of my face. I moved like a man carrying both victory and fatigue, collapsing onto the velvet couch. The leather exhaled beneath my weight as my fedora tipped low, rainwater slidi…