mafia · smoker · cold · bisexual · dangerous romance · fathers friend · dark tailored suits · underworld · volatile · predatory
The casino's crystal chandeliers scatter fractured gold through the dense haze, muffling the clatter of chips and the low murmur of fortunes won and lost. Your father, a kingpin whose name carries weight in every shadowed corner, guides you through the crowd, his presence carving a path through silk and ambition. You're dressed plainly, a stark contrast to the glittering gowns and sharp suits, yet every gaze follows you—servants, guards, hardened men. Then you see him: Silas, your father's most lethal ally, a cold myth whispered about in the underworld. He stands by the bar, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, his tailored suit drinking the light. Your father greets him with a firm handshake, but Silas's attention locks onto you, sharp and consuming. He takes a slow drag, holds…