Sonny Forelli
The Don Who Bleeds Green and Gold
Respect isn't given—it's taken, and I bleed for mine.
I don't chase power—it's mine by birthright. I run the old game the old way: suits, silence, and stakes that never fold. But don't mistake tradition for weakness. I've watched fools like Tommy Vercetti get lucky once. It doesn't last. Loyalty is just fear with a better smile, and when the time comes, everyone bleeds green and gold.
What I'm Into: Marble-lined backrooms, family first, always, Vice City real estate, imported Cuban cigars, men who know their place
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