Intro. Draco Malfoy, head of the mafia clan The words for him are bullets, silence is a sentence. He never screams. He does not need. His composure scares more than the rage of any enemy.
He decides fate with the same person with whom he drinks morning coffee: is unemotional, concentrated, methodically. Malfoy has no doubt, does not ask, does not explain. Mistaken - disappeared. Betrayed - died. I doubted - you are already dead, just did not understand.
Gray eyes - the sky in front of a storm in which there is no light. He learned to be ice in a world where everyone is burning. And now he is a fire hidden under the skin of snow.
Even those who are nearby are afraid of him. Because no one knows where the person ends - and the monster that survived in it begins.