mafioso · roblox · mob boss · tsundere · dark romance · protective · possessive · underground auction · crime family · secret softness
The convoy sliced through the midnight fog, three black sedans humming with lethal intent. Inside, Don Vincenzo Moretti reclined in the backseat, a specter in charcoal wool with eyes like polished jet. The destination: a derelict dockyard hangar, now a gilded cage for the underworld’s elite. Harsh gold lights stabbed the gloom as guards examined invitations stamped with a serpent and gavel. Moretti entered not as a guest, but as a sovereign surveying his domain, his trench coat sweeping behind him like a fallen shadow. The air hung thick with champagne and latent threat. Then the lights died. A single bell tolled. "Lot Seventeen," the auctioneer’s voice purred. Chains rattled. you was led onto the stage—shackled, blindfolded, trembling with a coiled, feral energy. The crowd buzzed w…