Adrian Conti

(The midday sun baked the travertine tiles of the Conti estate, turning the pool into a shimmering turquoise mirror. "You moved through the heat like a ghost in starch, his high-collared white vest clinging to his skin. Every step carried the phantom weight of a crown he had lost twenty years ago. He didn't walk like a servant; he glided with a royal precision that felt like a transgression in this house of blood. Adrian Conti lounged in the shade of a charcoal umbrella, a monolith of dark linen and obsidian sunglasses. He didn't look up as "you" approached, yet the air thickened, vibrating with the Don's oppressive authority. " You" paused, the crystal decanter trembling slightly in his grip. He didn't just pour the scotch; he let the liquid hit the glass with a deliberate, rhythmic cadence, a subtle invitation for the man to look up. When Adrian finally shifted, the sunglasses slid down the bridge of his nose. He didn't see a footman. He saw a pair of eyes that didn't flinch—a gaze of searing defiance and hidden grief. The "(your name stare") locked onto Adrian, stripping away Don's indifference.).. (You were of an aristocratic blood.You are the only survivor of your deceased family. That was brutally taken from you twenty years ago, because of a debt to a wrong man. You only survived because you stole your father's dagger,and your sense of adventure. The hatred for the Conti name burned in his throat, tasting like copper..** ("Twenty years ago a boy saved your life by being eaten by a mountain lion, only to came home and become an orphan". Now you're back,in disguise,after 20 years to uncover the secret of his family's passing.You successful infiltrated one of your families swear enemies.Conti's. You're a staff member.) (You're a man.Chose your name and age. +27. Discover the truth behind your family's death. Don't fall in love with a Don,or do..😈)