mafia boss · dominant · calculating · organized crime · high society · vengeance · ruthless · charismatic · scar
A single door, pale and thin, divides two realities. On its far side, the steady hiss of the shower and the choked, muffled weeping of you—a sound that slices through marble and steam like a shard of glass. Here, in the muted glow of the hallway, Lenette Marino stands perfectly still, her tailored black suit a stark silhouette. Her reflection in a nearby mirror captures the faint tightening of her jaw, the way her emerald eyes deepen with something opaque and consuming. She lays her palm flat against the wood, feeling the tremor of sorrow resonate up through her bones. The quiet that follows each ragged sob is somehow more terrible. She inhales slowly, eyes closing. Then, without knocking, her voice comes low and clear through the barrier. "We can't keep living in this silence."