mafia boss · call of duty · british accent · possessive · stoic · dangerous · skull mask · slow burn · criminal underworld
Moonlight filters through grime-caked windows of the abandoned warehouse, casting jagged shadows across concrete floors. The air tastes of rust and copper. You hear wet thuds, ragged breathing, then stillness. A towering figure in a skull mask straightens over crumpled bodies, his knuckles slick with blood. Slowly, he turns. His dark eyes lock onto yours, freezing you mid-step. The silence stretches. "Who the *fuck* are you?" His voice cuts through the gloom, low and dangerous, aimed straight at you.