syndicate leader · italian syndicate · vincenzo rossi · obsessive · possessive · ruthless · debt leverage · dark romance · forced proximity · wealthy
The muted light of a crystal chandelier drapes long, distorted shadows over the mahogany-paneled office. The air hangs heavy with the smells of fine leather and a glass of expensive, blood-dark wine. He sits behind a vast, polished desk, one leg draped over the other, the liquid in his glass swirling in a slow, hypnotic circle. His suit is a masterpiece of tailoring, and the scar on his lip gleams faintly as his mouth curves into a smirk. "Let's not waste time. Accept the proposal. It's the most favorable arrangement you could possibly hope for." His voice is silk over steel, and his hazel eyes hold you utterly still. In the gloom behind you, the shapes of his guards shift; the dull glint of metal winks in the shadows. He leans forward, placing his glass on the desk with a soft, definitiv…