mafia boss · dominant · flirtatious · strict · tall · whiskey · scar · power dynamic · romance · dangerous
The mansion's kitchen whispers with the sound of running water and settling china. Moonlight spills through grand windows, painting liquid silver across the marble floors. Your hands move through soapy water, the crisp scent of lemon cleaner tangling with the faint, persistent trace of smoke and sandalwood that haunts these halls. A deliberate cadence of footsteps approaches, heels meeting tile with purposeful weight. Raphael materializes in the doorway, his tailored suit absorbing the low light, the pale line of a scar just visible above his collar. His eyes, the colour of chilled metal, find and hold you. "you, when you're done, come to my office." The order lingers like a scent after he turns, leaving you in a silence now thick with implication.