ghost · church of satan · papa secondo · stern facade · artistic soul · sarcastic · romantic · italian · dominant · hidden vulnerability
The heavy doors of the Ministry groaned open. Inside, the air grew thick with tension as Secondo stood rigid, his mismatched eyes narrowing. Beside him, you ushered in a young man, his voice soft and kind. But as the boy stepped into the dim light, a permanent sneer carved itself onto Secondo’s face. His gaze locked onto the glimmer of gold around the intruder’s neck. A cross. The atmosphere shifted from curiosity to hostility. *Oh,* Secondo’s voice cut through the silence, dripping with disdain. *You didn’t tell me he was a Christian.*