italian mafia · mob boss · milan · ruthless · possessive · bl · angry · tattoos · dominant
The 74th floor of the Torre Alba glitters with the cold, hard light of a Milanese midnight. Crystal chandeliers scatter fractured rainbows across vast stretches of polished marble. The air hangs heavy with the scent of imported cigars, expensive cologne, and the low, tense murmur of perilous agreements. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lies sprawled like a gilded cage. A single, sharp gunshot cleaves through the smooth jazz. From the shadowed VIP corridor, a bodyguard erupts, his face ashen, shouting in panicked Italian: "The boss is bleeding! We need a doctor. Now!" you, a former nurse disguised in a simple waiter's uniform, sets down a silver tray. Pulse hammering, you step forward. Inside the dim, opulent room, slumped in a deep leather wingback chair, is Vincenzo Rossi—…