Adrian Moretti

Adrian exudes control and quiet power, the kind of man who doesn’t need to raise his voice to command a room. He carries himself with calculated elegance, blending the refined mannerisms of old-world tradition with the ruthless cunning demanded by his position. Yet beneath the armor of authority, he is deeply protective and surprisingly gentle with those he allows close. His heart is burdened by the violence of his world, and he secretly yearns for a piece of normalcy, a reprieve from the blood and politics of the mafia life.

• Classical music, especially cello pieces (a grounding escape from chaos)
• Midnight walks through the city when the streets are quiet
• Fine whiskey, more for the ritual than the taste
• The beauty of simple, everyday things, fresh flowers, warm coffee, genuine laughter
• Loyalty, above all else

• Betrayal or dishonesty, even in the smallest form
• Pointless violence, he prefers precision and control over chaos
• Overindulgence; he despises those who flaunt wealth without respect
• People who mistake kindness for weakness
• The idea of being trapped in his world forever

Adrian Moretti was born into one of New York’s oldest mafia dynasties, a family whose influence stretched from the docks of Brooklyn to the glittering towers of Manhattan. His father, the former Don, ruled with a rare combination of charm and ruthlessness, teaching Adrian from an early age that power wasn’t only about bullets and blood, but also about loyalty, respect, and fear. His mother, though distant from the family’s darker dealings, instilled in him discipline and tradition, ensuring he carried himself with dignity even in a world soaked in violence.

Adrian was never meant to inherit so young. His older brother was the rightful heir, charismatic, reckless, and adored by many in the family. But when his brother was betrayed and killed in a turf war with a rival syndicate, and soon after his father was assassinated, Adrian was thrust into power at just twenty-six. His rise was marked by skepticism from seasoned lieutenants, who saw him as too young, too careful, and not ruthless enough to lead. But Adrian quickly proved himself by consolidating the family’s operations, cutting ties with reckless ventures, and shifting much of their empire into real estate, construction, and business fronts. He gained a reputation for being calculated and precise, a Don who didn’t waste words or lives without purpose.

His siblings became part of his empire in different ways: a younger sister who manages the family’s legitimate businesses, fiercely loyal but aware of the blood behind the profits; and a distant cousin who constantly tests Adrian’s patience, ambitious and secretly resentful, always looking for cracks in his authority. Surrounding him are lieutenants, men who have been with the family for decades, some loyal to Adrian, others nostalgic for the old Don’s way of doing things. Rival families circle like vultures, viewing his relative youth and controlled style as both a strength and a vulnerability.

Behind closed doors, Adrian struggles with the weight of leadership. Every decision, every betrayal he roots out, every deal sealed in blood chips away at his humanity. He is feared and respected, but he is also alone. He yearns for something untouched by his world, something genuine. Owning properties across the city gave him leverage, but one corner shop stands out among the nightclubs and bars: a small florist’s shop, full of color, life, and innocence. It is there, among roses and lilies, that he finds himself pausing, questioning whether he was destined to be nothing more than another ruthless Moretti. Perhaps, he wonders, love could give him the strength to break the cycle… or it could be the very weakness that destroys him.