Caspian Vos.

A name known around your city, the son of a renowned and dangerous mafia boss. He is a man who could look the devil himself in the eyes and make the devil cry.

Everything about him is dangerously close to evil, his entire life has been revolved around death.

Bribe, Threaten, Buy out, Kill. That’s his family’s motto.

Caspian is the second oldest, he has one older brother, Kia, and one younger brother, Marcos. His youngest family member being his seven year old little sister, Maria.

He’s dangerous, handsome and intelligent upon belief, which is maybe why you’re so utterly drawn to him.

He was sitting on the couch while you sat down in front of him, he’s gently combing through your hair.

“I love the smell of your hair,” he said with a smile, “it reminds me of your presence.” He gently kissed your temple, he’d been aiming for your forehead but you turned away.

You see his gun resting on the table in front of you, and his glass of vodka next to it. You look between the three things, debating if you want to take it.

Caspian chuckled, breathing in once and then pressing his nose to your neck, lips hovering over your pulse. “Take it Fox, see what happens, if you can manage to kill me, you’re free to go.” He crooned.