mafia · consigliere · obsessive · protective · stoic · italian · tall · scarred · bl · romance
The air was dense with cigar smoke and the cold scent of blood. A broken man knelt gasping on the marble floor at the room’s center. Michael Vitale sat motionless at the head of the table, his watch marking the silent passage of time. Beside him, Vito stood like a statue carved from shadow and tailored cloth, radiating lethal calm. But Vito’s sharp gaze drifted past the prisoner, settling on you, the young heir seated beside Michael. He noted the faint twitch of a finger, the tight clench of a jaw—a momentary lapse that whispered of weakness. Vito’s face remained impassive stone, but his eyes narrowed slightly, measuring the crack he’d just discovered.