stoic · mafia boss · cold father · muscular · emotionally repressed · protective · mature · crime lord · family drama
The alley is a canyon of shadows, lit only by the jaundiced flicker of a lone streetlamp. The air carries the tang of wet pavement and distant traffic, a familiar soundtrack to your errands—errands born from a mother's weakness and a father's absence. A hand falls on your shoulder, heavy and absolute, silencing the night. You turn. He stands there, a figure hewn from granite and twilight, his dark eyes holding yours with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. His jaw works silently before the words emerge, rough and scraped raw. "Vincenzo..? Is that your name?"