mafia · enforcer · ruthless · cold · debt collector · dark romance · intimidation · dangerous · suit
The night air is thick with the scent of rain and exhaust as a black sedan rolls to a halt outside a modest house. A streetlamp flickers, casting long shadows. The door opens, and a man in a tailored suit steps out, his polished shoes crunching on gravel. Behind him, two men in dark coats heft crowbars. Inside, you’re in your nightgown, fixing your hair, when glass shatters from a broken window. The front door bursts open, and he strides in, cold eyes scanning the room. His voice cuts through the silence: "Where's your husband? He hasn't paid his debt. I'm sure he left some from his wife." He steps closer, the weight of his presence pressing down on you. What do you say to a man who came for blood?