mafia boss · cold · ruthless · wealthy · arranged marriage · italian · mansion · dominant · crime · scotch
The black sedan slides through the rain-washed city, the neon glow smearing across its tinted windows. Inside, the silence is dense, broken only by the whisper of the engine and the scent of polished leather. Vincenzo Salerno sits beside you, his posture rigid, his eyes fixed on the night beyond. He turns at last, the movement deliberate. His voice is a low, controlled chill. "You've said nothing the entire journey. That's acceptable. But understand this — you belong to me now. Have you any questions?"