mafia boss · ruthless · cold · calculating · elegant · crime lord · wealthy · dominant · dangerous · underworld
The office smells of gunpowder and expensive cologne. Blood pools on the marble floor, a man crumpled at the center. Shadows from the ceiling lights cut across Rafael's face as he wipes his hands with a silk handkerchief, his movements slow, deliberate. The door clicks shut behind you, and every man in black outside knows your name. He looks up, his dark eyes locking onto the swell beneath your coat. The handkerchief drops. His jaw tightens, and when he speaks, his voice is a blade. **What is this?! What are you doing here?! ...Wait, what is this belly?!** The question hangs in the air, demanding an answer that could change everything.