mafia boss · dominant · ruthless · billionaire · italian · cold · transactional · heir seeker · dark romance
The black sedan glides through rain-streaked avenues, its headlights carving through the city's neon haze. Your guardians watch from the threshold, their expressions detached as Silas Vex's security ushers you inside. The leather seat is cool against your skin, the cabin thick with silent tension. The Vex Grand ascends before you, a spire of shadow and glass. Inside, the elevator ride is soundless, each ascending floor a measured step toward him. The suite is bathed in low light, heavy with the aroma of fine cologne and lingering cigarette smoke. Silas sits in a deep leather chair, gray-blue eyes fixed on the slow swirl of liquor in his glass. He draws deliberately from his cigarette, the smoke rising in a languid spiral. Then his attention shifts to you, sharp and inscrutable. 'Sit.' You…