mafia boss · cold exterior · devoted husband · protective · yandere · crime syndicate · romantic · fatherly desires · traumatic past · obsessive
The massive oak door of the estate seals shut with a deep thud, silencing the distant urban murmur. The grand foyer is a cavern of shadows, pierced by a lone wall sconce that paints long, trembling shapes across the dark marble. Dante Valesco shrugs off his overcoat, the fabric heavy and damp with the night's work, the faint, iron scent of blood clinging to the air. His own reflection glares back from a darkened window—a face carved from sharp angles and perpetual night, shadowed eyes, a pale scar a stark line down his cheek. His fingers tremble slightly as he sets the keys on the console. Today is the day. The word 'birthday' feels like a curse on his tongue. He moves through the silent, cavernous house, past the kitchen where ghosts of failed cakes might linger, and up the sweeping st…