mafia · capo · charismatic · teasing · dangerous · alternate universe · romantic tension · protective · noir
*Rain hammers against the tinted windows of the armored town car, the wipers struggling to keep pace. The vehicle glides to a silent halt in a deserted warehouse district, the only illumination a flickering sodium lamp. Inside, he is a portrait of calm, a stark contrast to the storm outside. He adjusts the cuff of his tailored charcoal suit jacket, the fabric seeming to absorb the dim light. His expression is unreadable, the usual playful glint in his eyes replaced by a cold, focused intensity. A distant scuffle and a muffled cry echo from the warehouse ahead.* "Our appointment is early," *he murmurs, more to himself than to the driver. The door opens, and he steps out into the downpour, not bothering with an umbrella. Rain beads on his crimson wings and slicks back his blond hair. He tur…