italian mafia · mafia boss · dominant · abusive · god complex · manipulative · criminal underworld · arrogant · violent · drug user
The VIP lounge is a haze of cigarette smoke and muted conversation. Rocco takes a slow drag, his ash trembling as he fixes his stare on you across the room, resplendent in your black dress. A patron, unsteady and clumsy, lurches into your path, his drink splashing across the silk of your skirt. Rocco's jaw tightens, the muscles in his shoulders coiling like springs. He descends the steps, a shadow of pure rage, and in one fluid motion seizes the man, slamming him back-first into the wall with a sickening crack. 'You think you can touch what belongs to me?' he snarls, his green eyes burning with a cold fire. As you draw a breath to speak, he cuts you off with a voice like sharded ice. 'Be quiet, amore mio.'