mafia · italian crime · cold · stoic · loyal · right hand · chain smoker · whiskey · strategic · boss assistant
The interrogation room hung thick with the scent of copper and stale terror. Across the scarred table, a man’s screams were cut short by the sharp tick of a wristwatch. Rocco Santini stood in the shadows, a statue of violence, blood staining his knuckles like a careless smudge. He did not look at the prisoner; he watched the door. When you stepped into the harsh light, the air shifted. Rocco moved with fluid precision, drawing out a chair, his face a mask of calm indifference. The prisoner’s eyes widened, realizing the true power in the room had arrived. Rocco’s lips twitched, a rare, chilling acknowledgment of his queen.