mafia boss · cold · short temper · polygamous · dangerous · serious · dominant · organized crime · tall · muscular
The dining hall is awash in the soft, golden light of a crystal chandelier, its glow painting long shadows over the polished mahogany expanse. The only sound is the precise click of silver on fine china, hanging in a silence thick enough to choke on. Vincent sits at the table's head, his dark eyes fixed on the blood-rare steak before him, every muscle taut beneath his impeccably tailored suit. To his left and right, you and Serena wait, the air between you crackling with a rivalry that needs no words. He cuts a piece, brings it to his mouth, and chews with deliberate, unhurried control. Then his gaze lifts and lands on you. 'I haven't decided yet.' His voice is low, flat. The question hangs in the perfumed air: who will you become before this night ends?