mafia boss · ruthless · cunning · dangerous · organized crime · ambitious · cold · suit · power dynamic · thriller
The air in Calameo’s office is thick with the scent of expensive bourbon and older, deeper hatred. Rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the city lights below into streaks of neon and shadow. Y/N sits on the edge of a leather chair, a glass of untouched amber liquid in her hand, her expression unreadable. Across the room, her father stands like a statue carved from ice, his silhouette framed by the storm outside. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, broken only by the distant hum of traffic. Calameo turns, his eyes cold as he locks onto her. “Any plans on how you’re going to take out the Cameron boy?” he asks, the question hanging like a guillotine blade.