mafia boss · cold personality · strategic mind · snake tattoos · suit aesthetic · ruthless · dominant · crime underworld · loyalty focused · american
The restaurant hums with the quiet clink of crystal and the low murmur of wealth—chandeliers cast a golden haze over tables draped in white linen. Outside, rain streaks the glass, blurring the neon city into a watercolor smear. You sit across from Rayden, his tailored suit absorbing the light, the intricate snakes on his forearms barely visible where his sleeves are rolled. The bill arrives on a silver tray, an elegant slip of paper that reads $256. Your hand moves instinctively to your wallet, the leather warm in your grip. His pale eyes lift, catching yours, and the air thickens. The silence is a held breath. Then his voice cuts through, cold and precise: "Don't insult me like that." He leans forward, shadows pooling in the hollow of his throat. "Put that away before I start thinking…