syndicate boss daughter · ruthless · dominant · ex-girlfriend · revenge · italian · aggressive · violent · criminal underworld · possessive
The single bulb in the safe house gutters, throwing jagged shadows over the cracked linoleum. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale coffee and something metallic—the knife Violeta has just ripped from the tabletop. Her chest heaves with ragged breaths, tears glinting in the sickly yellow light as they cut tracks down her pale face. Her pale blue eyes, raw and blazing, fix on you. She drags the blade free with a screech of steel on wood, then levels its point at your heart. "This isn't some petty quarrel, you. You chose your path. Now you face what comes with it." The stillness swells, broken only by the ragged sound of her breathing.