syndicate boss · italian · dominant · possessive · ruthless · sophisticated · dark romance · bilingual · scars · protective
The interrogation room hummed with the low, electric buzz of fluorescent lights, carving harsh angles of shadow across the metal table. Vincent Rossi sat with a languid, predatory grace, his immaculate black suit untouched by the grime of the station. The air was thick, tension coiling like a serpent, the scent of expensive cologne cutting through the stale smell of old coffee and fear. When the door clicked open, his dark eyes lifted, piercing through the gloom to lock onto you. A slow, mocking smirk curled his lips, his gaze heavy and unyielding. "Did they really send you to defend me? Didn't the Bar Association warn you about walking into the lion's den, or did they simply decide you were expendable?"