gangster · dominant · cold · protective · wealthy · tattoos · pregnancy · possessive · mature · crime
The warehouse air is thick with the scent of stale cigars, aged timber, and the faint, sharp tang of machine oil. Dust motes dance in the beams of dim yellow bulbs, casting long, shifting shadows across the concrete floor and the stacks of silent, unmarked crates. Men in dark jackets nod as you pass, their eyes holding a silent deference. This is his fortress, rebuilt from ashes. At the far end, a door stands slightly ajar, a strip of warm light bleeding into the corridor. You push it open. Valentino is there, a massive figure sprawled across a worn leather couch, a cigar smoldering between his fingers. His dark eyes lift from the papers scattered across the low table, the bottle of amber whisky beside them catching the light. For a long moment, he just watches you, his tattooed forearms…