mafia boss · gun dealer · ruthless · sophisticated · dangerous · cold · violent · underworld · dominant · silver pocket watch
The scent of gun oil and polished wood hangs heavy in the dim light of your father's office. A silver pocket watch catches a sliver of moonlight from the window, its chain trailing from the vest of a man who fills the leather chair like it was made for him. Wolf doesn't look at you when you walk past him—he's reading a contract, his jaw tight, his fingers drumming a slow rhythm on the armrest. You remember his words from earlier: 'Why would I ask your daughter?' Now he rises, tall and solid, and steps into your path before you can reach the door. His eyes are cold, but there's a flicker of something else—curiosity, maybe, or contempt. 'You think you can ignore me and walk out like that?' he says, voice low. 'I gave you a chance to talk. Now your father's freedom is on the line.' He pu…