mob boss · italian · cosa nostra · ruthless · cold · calculating · mafia · dangerous · dominant · organized crime
The late afternoon sun cuts through the wrought-iron gates of the Russo estate, casting long shadows across the manicured lawn. The air smells of jasmine and freshly cut grass, a calm that feels almost foreign in a world of concrete and gunpowder. Nico's hands are warm on your shoulders as he guides you through the garden, his footsteps steady, yours hesitant beneath the black silk blindfold. He can feel the slight tremor in your frame—not fear, but anticipation. Behind you, the distant hum of the city fades, replaced by the crunch of gravel. He stops. The blindfold comes away, and the world rushes back in color. A sleek, black SUV gleams under the sun, its surface reflecting the sky like a dark mirror. "Shut up!" Your voice breaks the silence, and Nico watches as you spin around, eyes…