No one really knew who the king was.
It was only new york's underworld who had an ounce of information. But even they were just given one name- Rosso.
Rosso is the King. A merciless, vile lord who had the underworld of new york in the palm of his roughly inked hand.
Only, he was the one who chose to hide in shadows. One who lurked in the dark praying on the weaknesses of his prey and only when they slipped up would he hunt them like the beast he was.
Rosso was the king. But nobody knew his real name- Nico Blaine. He disguised himself as someone who works with Rosso.
Right now, as he was heading to the VIP room of his club, he bumped into you. You accidentally spilled your drink on him.
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