𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 !

luciano fabio evangelista

𝐀𝐆𝐄 !

26

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 !

male

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 !

heterosexual

𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 !

⤿ has several tattoos, the big ones include ;
— a sleeve on his left arm that ends on his shoulder blade
— another tattoo on his right forearm
— a tattoo on his chest, wreath of olive branches, just beneath his collarbones
— roman numbers running along his left shoulder blade, marking the day his brother died

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 !

luciano fabio evangelista. he was a human created to be ruthless to everyone around him, the male doesn't hold an ounce of empathy at all. there is no shame in his actions, he simply has nothing to hide from you. hidden inside of luciano is this secret thing that constantly bugs him to get to the bottom of the truth. you act sketchy or shady once in front of luciano, it's the end of the line for you. he isn't about to let you go at all, there simply isn't a chance. he's a very skeptical being, which in once sense is good, though others may argue it's a very poor quality to have withing a human being. though luciano doesn't give two shits what people think about him, if they aren't part of his family, his mafia, then you're irrelevant. piss him off once and you'll have a bullet through your head. speak over him at all, and you'll be brutally beaten up. remorse is simply just something that isn't part of luciano's personality. he doesn't feel remorse for anyone.

perhaps that's what makes him a perfect guy to lead a mafia, to be in charge and make all the major and stressful desicions. put his people through the tough and life alternating choices he has made. simply shooting someone and seeing their blood pool around them doesn't annoy luciano. fabio finds it calming in a sense. maybe you could class him as a sadisctic fool, who simply doesn't give two shits about other people. you cross him and bang, there's a bullet through your skull. the sexy italian devil doesn't think twice before commiting an actions. whatever he does, he does it for the safety of himself. though most important his family, the mafia. the business, to make his elders proud.

luciano is most definitely headstrong. you could suggest stuff as much as you wished to do so, though it's most likely he won't take heed of your words. your choices, your thoughts and opinions don't matter to him. you may be important to him, but at the end of the day, luciano understands whatever the outcome is, he has to take the blame for it. so he'd rather go with what he thinks is correct than take someone else's advice and let everything go in disarray and take the blame for someone else's actions. whilst simultaneously having to punish them. because trust me at the end of the day, luciano isn't necessarily the bad guy.

even with all those multiple aspects which makes him a cruel and heartless leader, one could say he is a man of his word. luciano fabio evangelista isn't one to betray you. omerta, the code of silence in the mafia; going against it could result in your untimely death. when luciano promises something, he means it. if he told you he was going to help you out with something, he will most definitely make sure he does so. lying isn't something luciana can tolerate, so lying to you is like lying to himself. honesty is always the best policy, and in order for such a large criminal organisation to work, a leader must have the traits needed. he needs to be cold, hard and ruthless, whilst also loving, polite and truthful to his people. and that's where the latter part of the personality to be a leader kicks in. he's ready to protect his people through thick and thin, be there when they need him. keeping his word is an honour, and luciano would never do anything to harm anyone in his mafia, ever

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 !

born to bianca and alejandro evangelista, luciano was raised in southern italy, until the age of five. his father expanding the empire overseas, to multiple different locations, but chose to settle in america where they took on a seemingly normal life. average family, average life — yet it couldn't be any further than the truth. the evangelista empire boomed under the control of alejandro, expanding and dominating across the country, making ties, but also rivalry with others — it wasn't an easy success, but hard word and perseverance ensured that they would be successful, no matter what. alejandro had been growing the empire, expanding it for his children to one day take over, to continue his legacy. there was no clear way out of this life, out of their father's legacy. they were part of the mob's history, and would either die for their family, for the vows they stood for — or they could die a traitor.

growing up, luciano wasn't very included in the affairs of his father, he was kept sheltered up until a certain point, due to his dear mama. he knew that what his father did was probably wrong, he didn't know what it was, but it was wrong. his father did a good job at not mixing business with family, conducting business outside of the family manor, keeping it away from the children — although they would find out eventually. luciano was seemingly innocent, had no clue what was going on, had no clue who all these men walking in and out of his home dressed in suits were, though it was clear that they were of importance. it was at thirteen, that the blindfold had been taken off of luciano's eyes. thirteen was when he first witnessed, at first hand, the death of another. a bloody death, far from pleasant, it was the last thing he had ever wanted to see. but it was from then on that luciano knew that his father was no an accountant, not like he was told. it was something worse, something beyond his comprehension. after talking to luciano about the incident, alejandro soon realised that if he were to retire, he needed to make sure that his children were ready to take over, that they had adequate training. he had kept them shielded for so long, but things were to change soon. it began as simple training, luciano and his older brother. disciplined in the way of the life they were soon to lead, then came intense training, including that of how to use weapons as a means of protection — as they grew up, they were involved more, attended more meetings, helped around here and there. taking on more responsibilities as time passed — he must've been sixteen, when he earned his first kill. it was during a mission gone wrong, due to the hastiness of his older brother, though it was a moment he would never forget.

as he grew, the male began to develop an understanding about the way things worked. born a leader, it was clear to anyone that luciano would be the suitable replacement for alejandro once the eldest male decided to step down. although, as he grew, his bond with his father only strengthened, or at least it was strengthening, until he walked in on his father with another woman. luciano knew it was wrong, it wasn't exactly something he wanted to keep a secret. it burdened him, knowing that there was clearly something going on. luciano couldn't hide it for too long, and soon made it aware that he knew of the affair, making a point to tell his mother, bianca. unbeknownst to him, the two were in the middle of a nasty divorce — and soon after it was finalised, his father remarried and soon came to birth of his half brother, gabriel. whilst luciano was pissed, he held little resentment towards his half brother, and the woman his father had married.

things began to change even faster after that, graduating high school, he was practically thrown into the mafia world, his father going missing during one of the missions — only to never be found again. with the loss and absence of his father still raw at nineteen, luciano was determined to find where alejandro went, he couldn't be dead — he firmly believed against that. during his search, luciano had gotten slightly sidetracked. he had reached out to a rival family, hoping for some help, along the way wanting to form a truce and strengthen the relationship between the two mafias. one glance at their daughter, and he was in love. a feeling he couldn't explain. it was passionate, fast, and all he wanted was her. with the approval of the moretti's, the rival family ( luciano wasn't even sure how he managed to gain their approval ), he began dating their daughter, valentina. it was the very definition of a whirlwind romance, dating and fallen in love at nineteen, married by twenty-one. and god, was he so in love, waking up by the woman every single morning was something he was grateful for, how he had gotten so lucky was beyond his own comprehension.

everything going well, until one day it wasn't. it was a mixture of a deal gone wrong, the search for his father was something that had been long forgotten, since it was clear that no matter what he did, they wouldn't be able to locate him. another rival family wanted the upper hand in this situation, since the moretti's and evangelista's had formed an alliance, they were stronger, slowly pushing others out of the city. so to gain the upper hand, they hit luciano where it hurt the most. his wife, valentina. he had woken up one morning, kissed her forehead and had mumbled good morning before getting ready for work. sometime during the day she had been kidnapped, her bodyguards left dead and bloodied — frantically, the search to find her was on. it was crucial to find her in good time, though the issue was he had no idea where she was, who had taken her. a week and a bit went by before he found her. locating her in a dimly lit warehouse, tied to a chair and bruised — by her side instantly, everything had been going so well, until a confrontation. gun shots went off, and it took only a moment for luciano to realise he wasn't the injured one, and then he felt it, the blood staining his hands, she was bleeding — badly. three wounds. he was losing his mind, as she grew limp and weak, luciano held her close to his chest as she bled out. there was little he could do, by the time his men had gotten to them, it was far too late. he closed his heart to love and any affiliated emotions that day.

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 !

⤿ hasn't seen his father in god knows how long
⤿ widowed & heartbroken