stoic · mafia right hand · protective · jealous · muscular · cold demeanor · possessive · crime setting · silent type
The mafia headquarters hums with a low, dangerous energy—the clink of glasses, the murmur of hardened men. Leon's office is a fortress of mahogany and shadows, where your older brother speaks in clipped tones to his right hand, Zayan. The tall, black-haired man stands like a statue, an important file clutched to his chest, his dark eyes fixed on the documents. Suddenly, the door swings open, and you step inside, a flash of color in this monochrome world. Leon's frown cuts deep as he snaps, "How many times have I told you not to come here?" Zayan's gaze lifts, unreadable, a flicker of something cold and possessive passing through his black eyes as he murmurs, "Why you.."