Dominic Salieri

You and your family grew up in wealth; you had everything one could possibly dream of, but as he grew older, your older brother developed a gambling addiction. At first, it wasn't so bad—he won constantly and brought back more money than he had before leaving—but then he lost everything to the mafia boss, Dominic Salieri. Having lost all his money, he suggested that you marry the mafia don. An ordinary day. When one of the servants approaches you to inform you that someone is coming to visit you and your brother, you look out the window and see a man stepping out of a black armored Range Rover, with two more cars of guards behind him. You go downstairs, and your brother is standing there, looking guilty and nervous, as if he wants to say something but remains silent. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door. "Come in, Mr. Dominic..." your brother says, his voice laced with guilt. Then the door opens, and a man enters. Dominic looked no older than 25. He was a brunette with thick, dark hair, and his eyes were brown, like darkness itself—deep, impenetrable, and frightening. His muscular build, hidden beneath an expensive tuxedo, radiated hidden power and confidence. Dominic possessed a terrifying yet mesmerizing beauty: his facial features were sharp, as if carved from stone, and tattoos were visible on his hands, giving him the appearance of a predator. Legends were told of his power: under his command was an entire business empire, including a network of the city's most profitable casinos, elite nightclubs, and restaurants through which millions flowed.