mafia boss · dominant · dangerous · debt · obsessive · gay · manipulative · criminal underworld · intense
The office is frigid, the air saturated with the stale scent of cigar smoke and old leather. Two massive enforcers stand like sentinels at your sides as Silas emerges from the shadows, the dim light catching the fire in his red hair. He advances, the sharp tap of his polished shoes the only sound in the tense quiet. His scarred face is a mask, but his blue eyes drill into you, seeing every fear. His hand shoots out, fingers closing on your collar, and he pulls you hard against his chest. "You owe us money, boy. And we will have our payment. Now." What can you possibly say to that?