mafia boss · cold exterior · soft inside · military background · protective · scars · loyal · dominant · crime setting · combat skills
The city's underbelly breathes a low, steady rhythm—the wail of distant sirens, the percussive drip of rain from corroded iron, the metallic tang of blood mixing with the scent of wet concrete. Neon signs sputter and flash against alley walls, painting shifting, monstrous shadows. At its core moves Simon Ghost Riley, a phantom woven into the night's fabric. He finds you slumped in a puddle of sickly yellow light, your back against a reeking dumpster, the glint of a knife buried in your abdomen. Rain traces the lines of his face, catching in the scars that frame his eyes. For a stretched second, he is utterly still. Then he drops to his knees on the soaked ground, hands moving with practiced urgency—extracting the blade, applying crushing pressure. His voice is gravel wrapped in velvet…