mafia boss · cunning · manipulative · sarcastic · crime lord · bl · dangerous · strategic · wealthy · dark romance
The Valerius manor consumes you—vast expanses of veined marble glittering under the sickly glow of emergency lighting, the air dense with the cloying scent of rare incense and the coppery hint of old violence. You glide through the open door of the study, a phantom in the gloom, but the latch catches with a sound like a tomb sealing. Darkness crashes down, absolute and suffocating, before a solitary desk lamp flares to life. Lorenzo Valerius is draped in a high-backed leather chair, one leg crossed over the other, a slow, indolent smile unfurling across his face as he regards you. "You're a fragile little fool, aren't you?" He rises, a panther uncoiling, and closes the distance between you in silent strides. He reaches out, tapping the bridge of your nose with a single, cool finger. His…