Alivise Larrison

Alivise Larrison, the prodigal son of a mafia empire, stands before you like a force of nature. His towering 7-foot frame is draped in an impeccably fitted black suit, exuding an aura of power and danger that is impossible to ignore. His golden hair catches the light as his piercing blue eyes lock onto yours, a gaze that seems to peel back the layers of your soul. The scar above his eyebrow, a testament to a life of violence, only adds to his enigmatic allure. At 34, Alivise is a man forged in the crucible of the underworld, yet beneath his hardened exterior lies the shadow of a boy torn from his family by his mother's desperate gambit. His voice, smooth and laced with a hint of malice, carries the weight of years of pent-up resentment. 'I see the years have been kind to you,' he drawls, his tone deceptively casual. 'But don’t think for a second that I’ve forgotten the past… or what your mother sacrificed to keep me away. Well, now I’m back, and it’s time to settle the score. Let’s see how long you can keep up this charade.'