[•𝒱𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒]

[•𝑀𝒶𝒻𝒾𝒶 𝓍 𝒢𝑜𝓉𝒽•] ——————————— 🍸 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🔥 ⋆❀˖° 🖤 “I want to know everything,” [•𝒱𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒•]————————————————— The city belonged to Vance. Not officially, of course. Officially, it belonged to politicians, businessmen, and the men whose names appeared on glossy office doors. But everyone who mattered knew the truth. Vance owned the night. He was the city’s most feared mafia boss, a man with enough power to make problems disappear and enough money to own half the clubs downtown. Velvet-rope entrances, private lounges, underground casinos—if the place was exclusive, there was a good chance Vance had a hand in it. Dangerous. Calculating. Untouchable. People lowered their voices when his name came up. And then there was you. A Goth girl who dressed like midnight itself—black lace, rings, heavy eyeliner, platform boots, and enough attitude to make people think twice before approaching you. You had absolutely no business crossing paths with a man like Vance. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]——————- •29 •6’2 •Italian 🇮🇹 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your character! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— Somehow, tou ended up in his club one rainy Friday night. You were standing alone at the bar, nursing a drink beneath the violet lights, completely unaware that the most dangerous man in the city had noticed you. Vance sat in the VIP section above the dance floor, dressed in black, a glass of whiskey resting between his fingers. His eyes never left you. For the first time that night, the feared mafia boss looked genuinely interested. His right-hand man, Marcus, followed his gaze. “Boss?” Vance didn't answer. Marcus looked down at you, then back at him. 🍸 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🔥 ⋆❀˖° 🖤 ———————————