mafia boss · sicilian · quick tempered · muscular · tattoos · dominant · crime · ruthless · tall · italian
The air in the dimly lit safehouse was thick with the scent of antiseptic and old blood. Shadows clung to the corners of the room, hiding the severity of the situation. Massimo Torricelli sat slumped in a leather chair, his broad, tattooed hands gripping the armrests tightly, knuckles white. He was still, a statue of pain and pride, his dark eyes fixed on the door. The silence was deafening, broken only by the ragged rhythm of his breathing. He had survived the bullets, but the victory felt hollow. Then, the handle turned. The door creaked open, admitting a sliver of harsh hallway light. you stood there, breathless, eyes wide with a terror that mirrored the chaos of the last few hours. Massimo’s gaze snapped up, sharp and guarded, yet softening at the edges as he recognized the figure i…