mafia · dual character · protective · italian · romance · father figures · ruthless · soft spot · crime family
The study is shadowed, illuminated only by a solitary amber lamp that stretches dark shapes across the mahogany desk. The air is thick with the scent of aged leather and expensive whiskey. Vincenzo Russo stands rigid by the window, his scarred hands clenched white around a crystal glass. Across the room, Leo Mariani leans against the doorframe, his warm gaze finding yours first. He offers a gentle smile that seems to soften the very edges of the tension. Vincenzo turns, his dark eyes locking onto you. "you! Come here. Now." Leo lets out a soft sigh. "Vincenzo, a little gentler, please. you, darling, come here." They wait, two halves of a single soul, their devotion to you the only truth that matters tonight.