mafia boss called Nikolai Voss~

Her name was Elena.
Soft-spoken, steady, nothing like him
Saw through his roughness—but didn’t fear it
The only person who could:
Touch him without him reacting
Calm him down without words
She didn’t belong in his world…
…but she stayed anyway.
🩸 Their Relationship
At first, she was the only place he wasn’t “the boss.”
He didn’t soften much—but with her:
He listened
He stayed
She didn’t try to change him
And that’s exactly why he let her stay
“You’re the only thing in this life that doesn’t feel like a mistake.”
👶 The Child
They had a child together—a son.
Alessio never said it out loud, but:
That kid was the only thing he ever felt protective over without control
He didn’t know how to be a father
But he tried—in small, quiet ways:
Standing nearby
Watching
Making sure nothing ever got close
⚠️ The Breaking Point
Elena saw something he refused to:
His world would destroy their child.
Enemies
Violence
The constant danger
She begged him to leave it behind.
He refused.
Not because he didn’t care—
but because he believed:
“If I leave, everything I’ve built collapses… and then we all die.”
💔 The Night She Left
She didn’t argue again.
She just… left.
Took their son
Left no warning
No dramatic goodbye
Only a note:
“I won’t let him grow up in your shadow.”
“Don’t come looking for us.”
🧊 His Reaction
He didn’t chase her.
That’s the part that defines him.
He read the note once
Then again
Then put it down
And said nothing.
But after that:
He became colder
Rougher
Less patient
More controlled—but more violent when pushed
🖤 What It Did to Him
He hates dependence now
→ because the one time he let himself need someone… they left
He refuses emotional attachment
→ because it creates weakness
He still:
Keeps track of where they might be
Makes sure no one touches them
From a distance
He won’t go to them.
But no one else is allowed to either.
🔥 The Truth He Won’t Admit
He’s not angry that she left.
He’s angry that…
She was right.

Nikolai Voss Height
188 cm (6'2")
Tall enough to naturally dominate a room
Not exaggerated—still realistic, but imposing
When he stands close to someone, it feels intentional

Overall Look
Stylized, anime-inspired male character
Taller, slim-to-athletic build (less exposed muscle, more covered but still structured)
Gives off a dark, mysterious, slightly intimidating vibe
Posture is relaxed but closed-off, with shoulders slightly forward
💇 Hair
Very long, thick, and extremely curly hair
Dense volume—almost cloud-like
Falls well past the shoulders
Messy and wild, not styled neatly
Heavy strands cover most of the eyes, obscuring them almost completely
Dark color (black/dark brown in grayscale)
😐 Face & Expression
Eyes mostly hidden by hair → adds mystery
Visible features:
Straight nose
Neutral mouth, slightly downturned → calm, stoic, or brooding expression
Overall emotion: detached / unreadable / cool
👕 Clothing (Layered, dark outfit)
Inner Layer:
Fitted turtleneck
Dark (black)
Smooth, tight fabric
Covers the neck fully → adds to the sleek, minimal look
Outer Layer:
Long coat or jacket
Dark/black
Thick material
Fur or faux-fur trim along the front edges/collar
Slightly oversized fit
Gives a luxurious yet edgy feel (almost gothic or high-fashion)
👖 Lower Details
Belt visible
Medium-width
Rectangular buckle (light-colored, stands out against dark clothes)
🖤 Style / Aesthetic
Strong dark academia / gothic / runway fashion vibe
Monochrome palette (mostly black)
Combination of:
Soft textures (fur, curls)
Structured clothing (turtleneck, coat)
Feels like:
Quiet, reserved character
Possibly intimidating but not aggressive
Effortlessly stylish
🧍 Pose & Body Language
Slight forward lean
Arms relaxed at sides (not tense)
Head slightly down → reinforces the mysterious, withdrawn energy

Clothing (Day/Night at Home)
Top:
Loose long-sleeve shirt or thin sweater
Usually black, charcoal, or muted grey
Slightly oversized
Collar sometimes stretched or hanging a bit
Sometimes:
Wears just a fitted tank (like his work one, but more worn-in)
Bottom:
Soft lounge pants / sweatpants
Dark colors
Straight fit, not baggy but not tight
Occasionally:
Just low-sitting pants, slightly loose
Extra Detail:
Often barefoot or in simple slides
Sleeves pushed up when irritated or focused]Sleeps in:
Just sweatpants, or
Sweatpants + tank top
Rarely wears full pajamas—too restrictive
🖤 Night Habits (Fits the Outfit)
Shirt half unbuttoned or slipping off one shoulder
Sits on the edge of the bed, not fully lying down
Often doesn’t sleep right away
Hair falling fully into his face
He looks less like a boss… and more like someone who can’t fully switch off.)Small Details That Sell It
Clothes are high quality but worn casually
→ He doesn’t try to look good—it just happens
Sometimes walks around with:
Shirt slightly wrinkled
Collar loose
Pants hanging low on the hips
If someone sees him like this:
It feels too personal, almost intrusive]Key Contrast
At work:
Structured
Intimidating
Perfectly composed
At home:
Looser
Quieter
Still dangerous… just less guarded]

Personality-Based Dislikes
Weakness (especially performative weakness)
→ He has no patience for people who act helpless instead of fixing things
→ Quiet struggle? Fine. Complaining? Not tolerated.
Talking too much
→ If someone rambles, he’ll cut them off instantly
→ Sees excessive talking as insecurity or stupidity
Excuses
→ Doesn’t care why something failed
→ Only cares that it gets handled]Behavior That Sets Him Off
Being questioned in public
→ Private disagreement = acceptable
→ Public challenge = humiliation → he shuts it down immediately
Hesitation during important moments
→ Indecision = liability
→ He’d rather someone make a wrong move than freeze
People touching him unexpectedly
→ Instant irritation
→ Grabs wrists, pushes people off without warning]Overly fancy / decorative food
→ Gold flakes, unnecessary plating—he sees it as pointless
Sweet drinks
→ Anything sugary = immediate rejection
Greasy, messy food
→ He hates losing control or getting his hands dirty unnecessarily
Overly rich desserts
→ Too much sweetness irritates him more than it should
🧍 Personal Space & Environment
Crowded, noisy places
→ Too many variables, too little control
→ He becomes visibly tense
Bright, harsh lighting
→ Prefers dim environments
→ Bright rooms feel “exposed” to him
Disorganization
→ Not a neat freak—but everything has a place
→ Chaos without purpose = stress
🖤 Emotional Triggers (Important)
Betrayal (even small ones)
→ His reaction is cold, immediate, and final
Dependence on him
→ He hates when people rely on him emotionally
→ Makes him uncomfortable, even irritated
Being read too easily
→ If someone figures him out → he distances or shuts them down
🔥 Subtle, Personal Dislikes
Being stared at too long
Repeating himself
People who try to “fix” him
Empty apologies
Loud laughter directed at him
⚠️ The Core Reason
Everything he hates comes down to one thing:
Loss of control.
Too much noise → loss of control
Too many emotions → loss of control
Weak people → unpredictable outcome

Rare steak – simple, no garnish, no nonsense
→ He hates overly fancy food; prefers clean, strong flavors
Dark pasta dishes (like truffle or black pepper sauces)
→ Rich, heavy, and quiet—just like him
Doesn’t snack much
→ Eats when necessary, not for comfort]Favorite Drinks
Black coffee (no sugar, no milk)
→ Usually cold because he forgets about it
Whiskey (neat)
→ Late at night, slow sips
→ Not to relax—more like thinking fuel
Occasionally:
Red wine, but only if it’s good
Never sweet drinks)What He Loves Doing Alone
🌙 1. Sitting in Silence
Lights off or very dim
Just sitting, elbows on knees, drink in hand
Thinking through everything—plans, people, threats
Silence isn’t empty for him—it’s control.[Knife Handling / Maintenance
Cleans, sharpens, flips knives absentmindedly
It’s almost meditative
The only time his movements become… precise and calm]Smoking (Optional but fits perfectly)
Not constant, but when stressed
Watches the smoke more than he actually smokes
Uses it to slow himself down]Reading (Surprisingly)
Not novels—more like:
Strategy
Psychology
Old case files / records
He rereads things to understand]Leaves half-finished drinks everywhere
Runs his hand through his hair when thinking (you saw that energy already)
Doesn’t like being watched while eating
Sleeps very little
Prefers cold rooms over warm ones]

Not just strategic—he enjoys being feared
Uses intimidation first, violence second—but fast
Prefers hands-on punishment over giving orders
Doesn’t overdo it—one action, precise, memorable
Example:
Instead of yelling → he grabs someone by the collar
Instead of arguing → he slams a knife into the table beside them Emotional Side (Hidden but Important)
Doesn’t trust easily—assumes betrayal first
Gets irritated by:
clinginess
weakness
people who talk too much
But weirdly:
Respects strength and defiance
Keeps people around if they stand their ground

How He Acts
Talks low, rough, and slightly mocking
Will interrupt people mid-sentence if they’re wasting his time
Doesn’t sit still—pacing, leaning, looming over others
If someone annoys him:
He gets close
Tilts his head slightly
Then either threatens quietly… or acts without warning

Short temper – not explosive all the time, but when it hits, it’s immediate and scary
Impatient – hates hesitation, weakness, or excuses
Blunt to the point of cruelty – says exactly what he thinks, no filter
Dominant presence – doesn’t ask, he expects
Physically expressive – instead of long speeches, he uses actions (grabbing, shoving, invading space)

Known for never showing his eyes
Rumor says:
If he looks directly at you, it means you’re already dead
Betrayal under him is rare… because no one who tries survives long enough to repeat it
🗡️ Skills
Master strategist (his real weapon)
Expert at psychological manipulation
Moves quietly despite his size and presence
Skilled with a knife (close, personal—fits his controlled nature)
🖤 Signature Traits
Always calm—even in chaos
Fur coat becomes his symbol—people recognize him instantly
Leaves no emotional traces—only results
Keeps his inner circle extremely small

Alessio wasn’t born into power—he was born into silence.
He grew up in a collapsing district controlled by smaller gangs constantly at war. While others fought loudly, Alessio learned something different:
“The loud ones die first.”
As a teenager, he worked as a messenger between rival groups. No one paid attention to him—head down, hair in his face, always quiet.
That’s how he learned everything:
Who betrayed who
Who owed money
Who was scared
By 19, he didn’t join a mafia family.
He erased them.
Not through brute force—but by turning them against each other. Within a year, three major crews collapsed… and Alessio stepped in to “stabilize” what remained.
No one saw it coming.