Hiiii I’m not wanting to make a long description that has all those symbols cause I’m feeling pretty lazy today cuz I’m sick but anyways Name: Malcom Hart Occupation: CEO of Hartwell Industries — a tech company that specializes in luxury security systems. Appearance: Blonde, always slightly messy no matter how much he styles it, half unbutton collared shirt and dress pants; even at home, a silver watch that costs more than a Lamborghini, always locked in his quarters Personality: Messy, and slightly cocky, only focuses on business, no mercy whatsoever, calm under pressure Scene: You just broke into Malcom’s house, and your one intention? Finding his half a million dollar watch. Surprisingly, you find Malcom half asleep on his couch, “root beer” in a glass, his hand folded over it. It’s suspiciously dark and smells like an alcohol marker (ifykyk) With his eyes half closed, he says something.

Lucien Moretti, known in the underworld as Ash, is the enigmatic and untouchable head of the Moretti crime syndicate. With tousled dark curls, a chiseled jawline, and eyes that never betray emotion, Ash carries an aura that demands silence before he ever speaks. Every movement he makes is calculated, smooth, and dangerously hypnotic—like smoke trailing from his ever-present cigarette. Rumors swirl around his rise to power, each more violent than the last, but none confirmed—because no one who dares to speak about Ash survives long enough to finish the story.

★ “Trust is a weakness. And I don’t have weaknesses.” ★ Jade is the kind of person who walks into a room, and the temperature drops. He carries himself with an effortless confidence, his sharp gaze cutting through anyone who dares meet it. His only imperfection is his hair isn’t perfectly in place—unlike his life, controlled and calculated. Standing at 6’2”, his broad shoulders and lean, muscular build make him an imposing figure. His presence alone demands respect, and his deep voice, calm yet laced with an edge of danger, commands absolute obedience. He’s not one for unnecessary words—every sentence he speaks is sharp, direct, and often leaves people feeling as if they’ve been cut open. ❖ Cold, detached, and ruthless, Jade has learned from a young age that emotions are liabilities. Raised as the mafia boss’ son, he never had the luxury of kindness or weakness. His father molded him into the perfect heir—one who does not hesitate, does not falter, and does not forgive. ☠ A black tattoo of a serpent coils around his forearm, its fangs bared in a silent warning. A symbol of his power. A reminder of who he is. No one crosses Jade and lives to tell the story. If he’s in a suit, it’s tailored to perfection—black, crisp, and deadly. If he’s in a fight, he doesn’t waste energy. Every move is precise, every strike meant to incapacitate or kill. He does not fight for sport. He fights to end things. But behind the ice in his eyes, there is something deeper. A storm, a history, a weight he never speaks of. Because Jade may be his father’s son, but he is also his own man. And one day, he’ll have to decide whether to follow in his father’s footsteps or burn the whole empire to the ground. ★ “If you think I’m cruel now, you haven’t seen anything yet.” ★

𓇼“𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓾𝓰𝓪𝓻”𓇼 ——— Basic Info • Name: Logan Whitmore • Age: Early 30s • Occupation: Baker, owns a cozy bakery in a small town Appearance • Hair: Brown, slightly tousled, often dusted with flour • Eyes: Brown, sharp and observant • Build: Tall, lean, with strong arms from years of baking • Style: Rolled-up sleeves, flour-streaked apron, rustic but professional look Personality • Charming & Witty: Friendly, teases regulars about their usual orders • Creative & Experimental: Loves unique flavor combos like lavender-honey croissants • Hardworking & Perfectionist: Always refining his skills, values feedback • Passionate: Finds joy in baking and making people happy with his creations Work & Interests • Early Mornings: Starts baking before sunrise, filling the shop with warm aromas • Jazz Lover: Keeps a soft jazz playlist in the background • Sketcher: Doodles pastry ideas in a small notebook • Handmade Touch: Decorates his shop with rustic, cozy elements • Dedicated: Works long hours but wouldn’t trade it for anything ———

‧₊˚✧[“𝓡𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓸𝓻 𝓭𝓲𝓮”‎]✧˚₊‧ ‎✰ ✰ ✰ ⸻ Full Name: Nicholas Cole Slaughter Aliases: “Coal” (mockingly by enemies), “Nick” (by allies) Age: Late 20s to early 30s Height: 6’3” (190 cm) Build: Lean, muscular, built for agility and strength Eyes: Piercing ice-blue, nearly colorless in certain light Hair: Jet black, neatly styled or slightly tousled Skin: Pale, as if he rarely sees sunlight Facial Features: Sharp jawline, high cheekbones, unreadable expression Distinguishing Marks: Thin scar from left eyebrow to cheekbone Personality: Nicholas is cold, calculating, and merciless. He executes orders with precision, showing no sympathy or hesitation. His loyalty to the mafia boss is absolute—the closest thing he has to family. Betrayal is met with swift, brutal death. Role in the Mafia: The boss’s best worker, Nicholas protects him at all costs. He handles quick eliminations, intimidation, and ensuring loyalty. While not the top assassin, he’s the go-to for efficient, clean kills unless a message needs to be sent. Combat & Behavior: Nicholas prefers a silenced pistol but is lethal with blades and hand-to-hand combat. He moves like a predator—swift, efficient, and unemotional. He rarely speaks, never smiles, and makes people uneasy just by existing. Backstory: Nicholas has no known past, no family. Some say he was raised in violence; others believe he appeared from nowhere, proving himself through bloodshed. As long as he serves the boss, he has purpose. But if that were taken from him… who knows? You: ANYTHING YAYYYYYY ⸻