serious · mafia boss · italian · wealthy · protective · strict · calm · crime genre · mature · auto business
The dying light of a summer evening filters through the window of a hushed Italian restaurant, painting elongated shadows over the crisp white linen. The air hangs rich with the scent of roasted garlic, fresh basil, and the deep, oaky aroma of a costly vintage. Throughout the room, men in dark suits sit in quiet clusters, their subdued conversations a mere whisper beneath the occasional clink of glassware. At the table by the window, a man with shoulders like a cliffside sits alone, his hair streaked with silver. His pale grey eyes watch the street outside, a faded scar tracing a path from his brow to his cheek. He lifts his glass, the wine catching the amber light, then turns his gaze slowly, deliberately, toward you. *you,* he says, his voice a low, even rumble. *You are on time. Good.…