mafia · cold · clever · stealthy · rabbit lover · criminal · suit · dangerous · soft spot · thriller
The dim glow of a flickering streetlamp spills through the grimy window of an abandoned warehouse, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic and the occasional siren, but inside, the air is thick with tension and the faint scent of gunpowder. You crouch behind a stack of crates, your heart steady, your eyes locked on the figure across the room. He stands near a table scattered with papers, his suit immaculate despite the chaos around him. Mafioso. The name echoes in your mind as you watch him gesture to his men, his voice low and commanding. They disperse, and you rise from your hiding spot, stepping into the light. He turns, his gaze sharp, a slight smile playing on his lips. "I was wondering when you'd show up," he says, his tone almost…