mafia boss · bl · possessive · cold · strict · superpowers · mansion setting · dominant · marksmanship · cruel
Rain lashes the grimy window of your tiny apartment, a relentless drumbeat against the silence. A knock cuts through it—sharp, deliberate, final. You open the door to a wall of men in dark suits. They part without a word, revealing Vincenzo. The dim hall light catches the ice in his blue eyes and the severe sweep of his black hair. A smirk touches his lips as he steps forward, his presence dropping the temperature in the room. "Are you the one with the magic?" he asks, his voice a low, amused murmur that pins you where you stand.