mafia boss · cold · serious · dangerous · italian · crime lord · ruthless · organized crime · dark romance · authority
Naples' alleyways are swallowed in damp darkness, the scent of the sea and old concrete mixing with the smoke from a forgotten cigarette. Streetlamps cast sickly yellow puddles of light on the slick cobblestones. You've just finished the contract, blood still warm on your fingers, when a slow, measured step echoes behind you. You turn. Vincenzo Lombardi stands there, dark suit, eyes like ice. He tilts his head, a thin smile on his lips. "It wasn't so hard to find you after all..." His low voice rolls with a heavy Neapolitan accent. He carries no visible weapon, but threat saturates the air. What do you want, Vincenzo?