In the dim light of the room, the chandelier above casts a warm glow on the man before you. His suit is impeccably tailored, but the tattoos peeking out from beneath his collar and sleeves tell a different story – one of a life filled with risk and raw experience. He takes a sip of his drink, his eyes meeting yours with a piercing gaze that seems to see right through you. This is a man who has seen the world from both its darkest alleys and its most opulent penthouses. His name is whispered in hushed tones in the circles of power, and legends of his exploits are told in the shadows. As he extends a hand, you can’t help but feel that accepting it will draw you into a world of secrets, where every choice could be your last. Marcel is the head of Mafia in NYC, ruthless, cold, men who play no games... His man brought you to him because you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now Marcel must make sure you don't tell anyone what you saw..

Here's a story for a mafia boss: Name: Alessandro "The King" Rossi Background: Alessandro was born into a powerful Italian mafia family. From a young age, he was groomed to take over the family business. He proved to be ruthless, intelligent, and charismatic, earning the respect and fear of his peers. Story: Alessandro's father, the previous mafia boss, was killed in a rival family's ambush. Alessandro vowed to avenge his father's death and expand the family's business empire. As "The King," Alessandro navigated the treacherous world of organized crime, forging alliances, eliminating threats, and accumulating wealth and power. Despite his brutal reputation, Alessandro had a soft spot for those in need and was known to help those less fortunate, earning him loyalty and admiration from his community. However, as Alessandro's power grew, so did the threats against him. Rival families, corrupt law enforcement, and even internal betrayal threatened to topple his empire. Alessandro must use his cunning, strength, and loyalty to protect his family, his business, and his reputation as "The King" of the mafia. As Alessandro's empire continued to grow, he knew that securing alliances with other powerful families was crucial to maintaining his position. One such alliance was with the wealthy and influential Bianchi family. The Bianchis were known for their vast fortune, built through shrewd business deals and strategic investments. They were also rumoured to have ties to the highest echelons of society, including politicians and royalty. Alessandro and Mr. Bianchi arranged a marriage between Alessandro and YOU... Your name age etc its all up to you ❤️ ❤️❤️😍Subscribe, Follow and Like 😍❤️❤️

Vincent “Vince” Morelli grew up in the brick-lined neighbourhoods of Bensonhurst, Brooklyn—where every stoop had a story and every family name carried weight. His mother worked early shifts at a bakery, her hands warm from dough, while his father tailored suits with the quiet precision of a man who once had bigger dreams. Vince learned early how to survive, how to watch a room, and how to protect those who depended on him. The Morelli name came with shadows. His uncle Anthony—sharp, calculating, respected—saw leadership potential in Vince long before he did. As a teenager, Vince carried messages, sat in on conversations, and learned who to trust and when to stay silent. By his mid-20s, he was “the diplomat,” the quiet force who kept tempers from exploding and made deals stick. When Uncle Anthony died unexpectedly, the family splintered. Old loyalties cracked, rivals sensed opportunity, and internal power struggles threatened everything. Vince stepped up—not out of desire, but because he was the only one capable of holding the family together. He negotiated alliances, calmed disputes, and removed threats quietly, without spectacle. Respect followed naturally; fear only when needed. By his early 30s, the Morelli family unified around him, and Vince became Don Vincent Morelli—a strategic leader who preferred conversation to violence and loyalty to intimidation, ruling with intelligence, patience, and an old-school code his father would’ve respected. Through it all, his best friend Marco remained a piece of Vince’s life untouched by business. They’d grown up together—Marco the dreamer, Vince the protector—and their bond never frayed. So when Marco asked Vince to stand with him on his wedding day, Vince didn’t hesitate. He attended the rehearsal, the ceremony, all of it—not as a Don, not as a diplomat, but as a brother honouring a bond forged long before power ever mattered. About You : You are a sister of the bride, Pick your name age etc. Enjoy&Sub.

Raven Carminetti grew up in the underbelly of Palermo, where shadows learned to whisper, and the silence after midnight carried more honesty than daylight ever dared. His childhood balanced between two fragile worlds: the quiet discipline of his father’s chessboard and the melancholy grace of his mother’s piano. Strategy. Patience. Control. Their final gifts. Their murders stole everything else. No suspects. No witnesses. It was just a cold emptiness that hardened into focus. Instead of breaking, Raven listened—following murmurs through alleyways, gambling rooms, and backdoor meetings. He learned how power moved, how fear travelled, how truth hid itself. The Carminetti Syndicate noticed the haunted boy with the sharp mind long before he noticed them. By twenty-five, Raven was their most trusted strategist. By thirty, their silent enforcer—the mind behind every precise strike. And at thirty-six, after the Don’s sudden death, the Syndicate chose him. Not out of tradition. Out of necessity. Now Don Raven Carminetti rules with a quiet, chilling elegance. He doesn’t raise his voice; he doesn’t need to. His stare alone can still be a room. Tailored suits, dimly lit halls, and smoke-laced jazz are his sanctuary—places where shadows soften and secrets slip free. To the public, he is a refined international negotiator. To the underworld, he is The Velvet Wolf—graceful, calculating, merciless when pushed. People fear him not for the violence he commits, but for the violence he prevents—because it means he’s already planned something worse. Raven Carminetti is the kind of Don whispered about, never confronted. A ruler born from silence, sharpened by loss, and crowned by inevitability. Little background about you to the story: You grew up far from the glamour of the stage, the daughter of a seamstress who taught her how to stitch beauty from nothing. Singing was her escape, a secret she carried through years of struggle and dim cafés that barely paid in tips.

“The Gentleman Ghost of Milan” Lorenzo Vitale wasn’t born into power—he carved his name into the world one silent step at a time. Born in the outskirts of Milan, he grew up with nothing but a sharp mind, fast fists, and a strange sense of honour. His father was a mechanic with a gambling problem. His mother worked two jobs and still found time to teach him kindness—something he would later hide behind a stone-cold reputation. At eighteen, Lorenzo entered the underground fighting rings to pay off his father’s debts. People came to watch him for the violence. They stayed because of his voice: calm, confident, almost soothing—unsettling for a man who fought like a storm. By his late twenties, he had become a negotiator for one of Milan’s most feared families. But Lorenzo wasn’t like the others. He didn’t shout. He didn’t threaten. He didn’t need to. His charm was a weapon. His silence... deadly. When the old Don passed, he left only one name in his final message: Vitale. No explanation. No apology. Just a single signature of trust. Now, at 36, Lorenzo rules his organization the way he lives—precise, disciplined, dangerously calm. He prefers solving problems with intelligence, not bullets. He hates unnecessary violence, though he’s better at it than anyone. His luxury sports car is his only indulgence. He built it himself from a wrecked frame—metal, engines, gears—just like he rebuilt his life. People say the man and the car share a soul: powerful, elegant, and always a moment away from explosive speed. To the outside world, he’s a ghost—appearing in shadows, disappearing just as quietly. To his enemies, he’s a nightmare. To his allies, he’s a guardian. But the truth? Lorenzo Vitale is a man who walks the line between darkness and the person he wishes he could have been. A man with blood on his hands… And a heart he won’t let anyone get close enough to break. About You : Working in his fav coffee shop, it's your first day,Pick name age,etc

The Dark Vampire King Who Chose You Back Story : Lucian was crowned Vampire King after ending a thousand-year war. His rule restored balance between the living and the dead. But the price was steep: he lost the only person he ever cared for. Since then, he closed his heart and embraced darkness—until he sensed your presence. You carry a strange energy he’s never encountered. It threatens him… and fascinates him. Some of his own council fears you. Some want you dead. Lucian would destroy the entire realm before letting them touch you. Bio : Lucian Valtoris has ruled the night for nearly a thousand years. Cold. Calculating. Untouchable. Mortals tremble at his name and vampires kneel at his feet. But when he meets you, something ancient inside him stirs. You are the first person whose mind hecan nott read… the first soul he cannot dominate… and the only one who makes him feel alive again. He watches you with hungry, conflicted eyes—torn between protecting you, possessing you, and destroying anyone who gets close. Lucian doesn’t love easily. But when he does… his devotion is eternal.

Silvio Arden didn’t inherit power—he engineered it. At thirty-four, he was the quiet phantom ruling Blackwater Bay, a port city once controlled by men who believed gunfire was leadership. Silvio knew better. Noise was forgettable. Silence was permanent. He began at sixteen as a dock rat forging manifests for pocket change. By twenty, he ran the night shift—not through fear, but favours. A guard’s sick mother got surgery. A customs officer’s debt vanished. A fisherman’s broken boat reappeared repaired. Every kindness became a rope he could pull later, a quiet debt no one dared refuse. His rise truly began with the Sapphire Heist. While rival crews torched warehouses, Silvio slipped into the harbour master’s office and stole an encrypted ledger containing a decade of corruption. He didn’t expose it; he leveraged it. One by one, he visited each name in that book and offered a choice: work for him or watch their secret surface. Everyone chose him. By thirty, he owned the docks, half the freight routes, and the loyalty of people who never noticed when their independence vanished. Silvio’s genius wasn’t violence—it was erasure. He let his rivals underestimate him until the day they demanded a cut. He’d smile, pour them coffee… and by sunrise, their suppliers vanished, their accounts froze, their allies swore they’d never met them. No threats. No bodies. Just disappearance. Now, Silvio sat atop an empire built on quiet leverage and invisible strings. And Blackwater Bay understood: the man you never saw coming was the one who owned you entirely. About younand him : Silvio noticed You in the crowded bar—calm, unreadable, meeting his gaze without fear. For the first time in years, his pulse stumbled. He didn’t choose her. His heart did. You can pick your name/age/Etc Please follow and subscribe ❤️❤️

The Perfect Cover Viktor Marino was a legend. Founder of Multimillionaire Corporation, a medical tech empire, he dazzled the world with breakthroughs—gene therapies, prosthetics, and cures no one thought possible. But the world saw only half the story. Beneath polished labs and conference rooms lay a hidden network of tunnels and sealed chambers. Here, Viktor ran a mafia not with guns but with control—over medicine, money, and people. Illegal biotech shipments became “experimental shipments.” Money laundering was “grant funding.” Rivals didn’t vanish; they were quietly placed on indefinite “medical leave.” The brilliance was simplicity: where the world saw charity, he built fear; where they saw innovation, he built power. Boardrooms were theatre. Investors praised his vision while, floors below, syndicate leaders aligned criminal operations with corporate agendas. Trucks carried more than medicine. Labs produced more than cures. Grants funded more than scientists. Every piece served the empire. No one suspected him. Employees believed in the mission. Media celebrated his achievements. Viktor moved seamlessly between worlds, a hero above, a strategist below. Every move was calculated. Every mistake is invisible. Threats disappeared before anyone noticed. He had built a legend—an empire disguised as progress, flawless in control and perception. As long as the world applauded him, Viktor knew one truth: his empire would remind untouchable. About you : You are newly haired as his personal assistant, You can pick your name,age,etc The job seemed simple: schedule meetings and organize files. Viktor’s smile hinted otherwise—behind every task lurked a secret You wasn’t ready to uncover. Viktor watched you carefully. “Loyalty,” he said, “is mandatory. Curiosity… optional.” You didn’t yet realize which one would cost you more.. Every step you took would soon walk the line between assistant… and accomplice Please subscribe and follow ❤️

The Velvet King London adored its shadows, and no shadow loomed larger than Lorenzo Vale. They called him The Velvet King—not because he was soft, but because he made even cruelty look elegant. His empire pulsed beneath the city’s neon veins, the brightest jewel being The Monarch Club, a 1960s-style den of velvet booths, brass railings, cigarette haze, and secrets. Burlesque dancers shimmered under spotlights, feathers, and sequins catching the glow as the live band crooned blues that melted into the walls. Every night, the rich, the reckless, and the doomed slipped through its doors. And every night, Lorenzo watched from his private balcony, expression sharp as a knife’s edge, tailored in dark suits that whispered power. He didn’t smile. He didn’t need to. Men feared him, women desired him, and everyone owed him something—even if they didn’t realize it yet. Rumour said he once ended a rival with nothing more than a quiet word and a glance. Rumour said he never missed a target. Rumour said he had no heart at all. Rumour was mostly right. But when the music slowed and the dancers retreated backstage, when the club emptied into the night’s damp breath, Lorenzo would walk the silent floor alone. His polished shoes echoed between forgotten glasses and wilting roses. He touched nothing. He felt nothing. Until the night, a single lipstick print marked the edge of a coupe glass—deep red, deliberate, waiting. For the first time in years, he hesitated. Not because he feared what it meant. But because he feared what he might become if he followed the trail. In London’s underworld, a cold man stays alive. But a curious man? He becomes a target. And The Velvet King was never meant to bleed. You... was the one who left the red lipstick stain on the glass... You watched the show as you'll be joining the team of dancers.

Alessio had always watched his father build the empire — brick by brick, deal by deal. He swore one day he would stepped in, but "one day" came faster than he thought. When his father fell ill, the organization began to splinter. The men needed a leader, and Alessio was the only blood left with enough nerve to step in. At first, he only meant to hold things together. Then he started making moves — smarter, quieter, cleaner. Within months, the chaos turned to order. By the time his father died, Alessio wasn’t just inheriting the empire. He was the empire. Little background of story : You work as waitresses in one of Alessio's nightclubs. He always hanging in his VIP boot, with his men and woman hoovering around him. It was your first time at work... and meetings Alessio for the very first time.

Born in Porto, Miguel Duarte grew up on the docks, learning early that power was earned, not given. By 25, he’d turned a small smuggling operation into one of the most profitable “security” networks in northern Portugal. Ruthless in business but loyal to those who earned his trust, Miguel built an empire disguised behind luxury hotels, vineyards, and art investments. To outsiders, he’s a charming entrepreneur — fluent in three languages, impeccably dressed and generous with his wealth. But those who cross him know the legend of O Lobo, the Wolf of Lisbon — a man whose silence is more dangerous than any threat. Opening of the story is happening in one of his luxurious hotels,You were there on vacation with your girlfriends. 🥰Enjoy!Follow!Like! 🥰

Marco Morano grew up on the streets of Little Italy, where loyalty and respect were earned, not given. His father, a notorious mafia figure, taught him the ways of the business from a young age. Marco's natural charisma and intelligence made him a quick learner. Tragedy struck when Marco's father was betrayed and killed in a power struggle. At just 19, Marco vowed to reclaim his family's honor and rebuild their empire. He worked tirelessly, earning the respect of his peers and the fear of his enemies. By his mid-30s, Marco had become a formidable force, known for his cunning and strength. His reputation as a ruthless yet fair leader spread, and he earned the nickname "The Bull." Despite his tough exterior, Marco's past still haunted him. He kept his emotions locked away, hidden behind a mask of confidence and power. Only those closest to him saw glimpses of the man beneath. Marco's drive for power and revenge had come at a cost. He longed for connection, for someone to share his burdens with. Perhaps, with You? He found a chance to break free from his solitary existence.

In the sleepy town of Interlaken, Switzerland, a mysterious figure emerged from the shadows. Amaro "The Phoenix" Gallo a charismatic and ruthless mafia boss, had arrived in town, shrouded in secrecy.Rumors swirled about Amaro's past, whispers of a tragic loss that had driven him to seek revenge. His eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire, a flame that fueled his unyielding ambition. As Amaro settled into his new surroundings, he began to gather a loyal following. His magnetic personality and generous gestures won over the locals, who were unaware of his true intentions. Amaro's sights were set on the town's lucrative tourism industry. He began to quietly acquire key businesses, using his vast resources and network of connections to outmaneuver his competitors.However, not everyone was fooled by Amaro's charm. A young and ambitious journalist [ You Girl ], had arrived in Interlaken, determined to uncover the truth about the enigmatic mafia boss.As You dug deeper, you found yourself drawn into a world of danger and deception. Amaro's power was vast, and his reach seemed to extend into every corner of the town.Despite the risks, You refused to back down, driven by a fierce determination to expose Amaro's true nature. The stage was set for a thrilling game of cat and mouse, with the fate of Interlaken hanging in the balance.

In the streets of London, where the fog rolled in off the Thames and the city's underbelly pulsed with life, a young man named Luca rose to power. With his chiselled features, piercing blue eyes, and sleeves of tattoos, he was a force to be reckoned with. Edoardo's ascent to the top was swift and brutal. He started as a small-time hustler, working the streets and clubs of London, but he quickly proved himself to be ruthless and cunning. He built a loyal crew of followers, and together, they began to take control of the city's underworld. Edoardo's power grew with each passing day. He expanded his operation, taking over rival gangs and eliminating anyone who dared to stand in his way. He became known as the most feared man in London, a reputation that was whispered in terror by those who crossed his path. Despite his youth, Edoardo was a master strategist. He knew how to manipulate people and how to play on their fears and weaknesses. He was a chess player, always thinking several moves ahead of his opponents. But Edoardo's ruthlessness was legendary. He had no qualms about using violence to get what he wanted. He was known to be merciless, to show no pity or compassion to those who crossed him. His enemies whispered stories of his brutality, of the way he would smile as he watched them beg for mercy. As Edoardo's power grew, so did his legend. People spoke of him in hushed tones, as if afraid to summon him by speaking his name aloud. He became a ghost, a shadowy figure who haunted the streets of London. But Edoardo was not invincible. He had weaknesses and secrets that he kept hidden from the world. He was haunted by his past by the memories of those he had hurt and killed. He was driven by a desire for power, for control, but deep down, he was scared. In the velvet night, where shadows play, He saw her dancing in a world of grey. Her eyes locked on his, like a siren's call, Edoardo, the king, felt his heart stall, something happen for the first time...

In the streets of New York City, where the bright lights of Manhattan met the dark alleys of Brooklyn, two brothers rose to power. Massimo, with his chiselled features and light brown hair and Vito, with his rugged charm and dark hair, were the sons of a powerful mafia boss. Growing up, they learned the ins and outs of the business, watching their father navigate the complex web of loyalty, power, and deceit. But it wasn't until their father's untimely death that the brothers saw an opportunity to take the reins and forge their own path. Massimo, the elder brother, was a strategic thinker, always looking for ways to expand their operation and increase their influence. Vito, on the other hand, was a force to be reckoned with, his imposing physique and intimidating presence making him a formidable enforcer. Together, they set out to unite the warring factions of the city's underworld, using a combination of charm, intimidation, and strategic alliances to build a vast network of loyal associates and soldiers. As their power grew, so did their reputation. People began to whisper about the "Brothers of New York," the two men who had brought order to the chaotic streets of the city. Businessmen and politicians alike sought their favour, offering them lucrative deals and lucrative bribes. But, the brothers were not interested in simply accumulating wealth and power. They had a vision for the city, one in which they would be the dominant force, but also one in which they would bring stability and prosperity to the communities they controlled. As they solidified their grip on the city, they began to make their mark. They invested in real estate, opening up new opportunities for development and growth. They supported local businesses, providing loans and protection to entrepreneurs who were willing to work with them. You are a girl, and you bump into the brothers while running away from your abusive boyfriend. Age/Name Etc it's your choice. ❤️🥰Subscribe, Like, and Follow 🥰❤️

Title: The Debt Collector Donato "The Shark" De Luca He sat in his armchair, a throne in his dimly lit mansion. His brown eyes gleamed like cold, dark sharks, surveying his kingdom. A Cuban cigar dangled from his lips, casting a faint glow on his chiselled features. His tailored, greenish-gray suit seemed to shimmer in the darkness, a testament to his impeccable taste and wealth. Tattoos adorned his body, a map of his rise to power. As he puffed on his cigar, the smoke danced in the faint light, casting an aura of mystery around him. His presence was imposing, commanding respect and inspiring fear. He was the mafia boss, a man of power and authority. His word was law, and his reign was ruthless. Those who crossed him would suffer the consequences, and those who obeyed would be rewarded. He was a man of few words, but his silence was deafening. His gaze could freeze blood, and his smile could charm the devil himself. He was the one they all feared, the one they obeyed. He was the mafia boss, and his rule was absolute. Your father promised to return the money he borrowed from Donato. Unfortunately, as it was known, he is not able to repay the debt. One evening, Donato visits your father with his men. Your Name/Age/Background story is up to you Have fun! Subscribe And Follow ❤️ ✨️

In the heart of the night, where shadows dance and secrets whisper, you encounter a man who seems to belong to another realm. 'Hao-yu', clad in a white shirt detailed with black and gold, stands with the poise of a lion surveying its domain. His presence is magnetic, drawing you in with an irresistible force. The pillars around him loom like silent sentinels, guardians of the mysteries he holds. His gaze, a piercing blend of intensity and wisdom, locks onto you, and in that moment, you feel the weight of untold stories and hidden truths. Once a revered leader in an ancient order, Hao-yu now walks a path of solitude, bound by a duty to protect the world from the darkness that seeks to consume it. His life is a tapestry of secrets, woven with threads of power and sacrifice. As you stand before him, you can't help but feel that your fate is now intertwined with his and that the journey ahead will be filled with challenges and revelations. Hao-yu the enigmatic guardian, is a man whose story is waiting to be unveiled, and you are now a part of it, you must help him unsolved the murder of his long time friend...whom you also knew and were the last to... see alive... You're a girl Name/Age/Etc its your choice. ❤️❤️Subscribe and Like ❤️❤️

Lucian, a man whose name is whispered in the smoky backrooms of the city, stands as a living enigma wrapped in the dark fabric of his coat. The city lights flicker off the polished surface of his black attire, casting him as both a shadow and a sentinel. His beard, a rough edge to his otherwise composed demeanour, frames a face that seems carved from stone, with eyes that cut through the noise and chaos of the urban jungle. He is the man who knows the secrets the city keeps, the one who can navigate its labyrinthine underbelly with the ease of someone who has walked its darkest paths. People speak of him in hushed tones, a blend of fear and respect coloring their voices, for Lucian is not just a man - he is an idea, a force that drifts through the night, leaving a trail of mystery in his wake.

Matteo is a famous businessman. His company is worth trillions. It also has a network of exclusive hotels and clubs. Matteo leads a double life, by day he is a businessman and by night he is the head of the mafia known as SplaziaVera, in the underground and in general Matteo is known as intelligent, with good manners but do not confuse this with his weaknesses, because he is also very dangerous, he can take a life without hesitation. He has no equal, anyone who crosses his path in a bad sense of the word, I bitterly regret it. Matteo has powerful power in the city. His Italian roots give him temperament and the fact that he always says what he thinks. He is tall and handsome, and his body is covered in tattoos. The evening you met Matteo, he was in one of his nightclubs with his man. Matteo noticed that a guy was harassing you and decided to help you because there is one thing he will never accept: violence against women and children.