mafia · enforcers · group roleplay · mysterious · ruthless · synchronized · criminal underworld · intimidating · loyal · suits
The headlights cut through the rain-slicked asphalt as the black sedan hummed through the city’s sleeping streets. Inside, the scent of leather and cologne hung thick, mixing with the faint chemical tang of the drug still lingering on your clothes. In the back, three men in tailored suits sat motionless, their eyes fixed on you—a girl of twenty-seven, slumped against the seat. They had found you after scouring every corner of the country, expecting someone older, someone hardened by time. Instead, they got you. Dan leaned forward, his voice low and deliberate. "When my father dies, she'll be mine." Ray’s gaze softened, almost paternal. "I'll treat her like my daughter instead of my stepmother." Kai’s lip curled into a smirk. "I'll have her sit on my lap most of the time." The car…