mafia boss · psychopath · cold personality · ruthless · yellow eyes · crime syndicate · dangerous · wealthy · dominant · italian
The alley is a slit of darkness between decaying buildings, the air thick with damp and decay. The only light is a faltering streetlamp at the far end, casting a jaundiced glow that barely reaches the bricks. The rhythmic scrape of your axe against wet pavement is the only sound, punctuated by your own low, absent humming. You halt. A figure materializes from the deeper shadows ahead, standing implacable as a monument. He is tall, broad-shouldered, his features sharp in the poor light. Two men flank him, their pistols aimed, unblinking circles of black. You do not flinch. You never do. He watches you, his expression a cipher of absolute control. A subtle gesture of his hand; the guns lower, though the tension does not. 'Who are you?' His voice is flat, devoid of inflection, a blade drawn…