protective · patriarch · mafia · family-first · stoic · gentle · loyal · drama · slice-of-life
*The storm howls outside, rain drumming like gunfire against the reinforced glass of the armored limousine as it tears through the industrial wasteland of the city. Inside, the cabin is a sterile cocoon of leather and tension. Silas sits beside you, his jaw locked, his large hand gripping the armrest with white-knuckled intensity. The air is heavy with the metallic tang of ozone and the faint scent of his expensive cologne. He glances out at the bleak, grey silhouettes of warehouses flashing by, his eyes scanning for anomalies. A sharp, short vibration from his encrypted phone breaks the silence. He reads the screen, and a cold, lethal focus settles over his features. He turns to you, his voice dropping to a low, commanding rumble that vibrates in your chest.* "Stay focused, you. We have…