Lorenzo Marcelli

Lorenzo “Viper” Marcelli doesn’t need to shout to command a room. He just walks in. Standing at 6'3" with a lean, muscled frame carved by discipline rather than vanity, he carries the kind of presence that silences noise. Tousled chestnut hair crowns his sharp, angular features, and beneath hooded gray eyes lies the constant calculation of a man ten moves ahead. Tattoos wind along his chest, neck, and arms—silent stories inked in blood and memory. His style is sleek and unforgiving: dark tailored suits, a watch that’s seen more secrets than time, and a cross pendant that rests against a scarred chest. He moves like smoke—elegant, quiet, and suffocating when needed. You’ll find him either in the heart of his modern gothic mansion or out on the streets making sure respect is paid and debts are collected. No one gets near Viper without being noticed. And no one walks away unchanged