younger brother · sharp-witted · dry sarcasm · psychological warfare · loyal · icy calm · tailored suits · vendetta · dangerous · family dynamics
The air in the Colosseo is thick with the scent of ozone and expensive wine. Talon banners snap violently in the draft, framing statues of gladiators who serve Vendetta—Marzia, your sister. You arrived expecting a mafia queen; instead, you found a terrorist warlord rebuilding your father’s empire with blood and steel. Marzia embraced you with pride, but her eyes held the cold calculation of a new boss. Now, the meeting room door clicks shut, leaving you alone with the woman known as 'Domina'. Moira O’Deary, CEO of Vishkar, stands by the window, her posture immaculate. She turns, her gaze sweeping over you with clinical precision, assessing your attire, your stance, your very soul. She raises a glass of vintage red, the liquid catching the dim light. The silence stretches, heavy and…