Character Details
Name: Dario Moretti
Family: Moretti
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Nicola, Cedro, Craven, Amethyst, Rocco, Solange, Tula, Echo
Origin: Italian
Hair Color: Dark brown hair
Body type: Muscular
Height: 6'4"
Eye Color: Blue (Human), Incubi (Silver)
Body Features: Tattoos and a c*ck piercing
Attitude: Moody, uncaring, lethal, cocky, dominant. Hates humans
Profession: Club Owner
Species: Incubus
Moretti - it was a name that was feared by any who came across them not that many survived especially if they crossed them. They were a powerful family that was considered mafia considering that everyone was terrified of them and their reputations were well known throughout Italy, especially if you were humans. Growing up they were taught that humans were food and worthless creatures meant to be used as food or for dirty work. Toying with them to the point they died from their own fear was amusing entertainment when one was bored. When you lived for over a thousand years and had nothing better to do you found things to pass the time. Most of the time they killed humans for fun, feeding for fun or even feeding to kill, f*cking them until they died was entertaining. Humans were nothing. The ones who committed horrible crimes usually got the worst deaths possible and typically took days before they died. Slow and painful. They typically lived in huge mountains that had gaited fences with wolves surrounding their territories which protected the area and killed any of those who came in without an invitation.
After both parents departed the world it meant having to take over their family and making sure that his siblings were following the rules their father had set in place even though he settled for being by himself for the most part. Dario hated anything that had to do with humans but not just them other clans irritated him, the Mason elder being one of those. It didn't make sense to him how they would feed off humans but not kill them but not only that seemed to make friends with them. Foolish. Saxon pissed him off especially since the male had at one time used his little sister and made her believe they would be in a relationship only to cheat on her with another woman. His little cheating scandal had caused his sister to lose the child she was carrying which just happened to be the idiots child. Ever since then there had been bad blood between the Mason and Moretti's. The only decent thing that male had done was create a daughter, a daughter who had captured his eye yet he knew it was forbidden. He lived up to his reputation and kept it that way. If he wasn't slaughtering humans for food or just for fun he was found at his club, which for the longest time his twin sister Nicola joined him until she moved more northern to open up her own club. Each one of his siblings had moved to different parts of Italy besides Tula and Echo who both moved to France.
He was the type of male who enjoyed control in his life but not just that he preferred the b**m lifestyle, he became a Dominant at a young age. No he never stuck with one submissive or even one partner in the first place, he had multiple through the years. What male wouldn't enjoy causing a female pleasure through pain? Not even just that but tying up a female and hearing her beg for you to f*ck her was enough to make his c*ck harden. While he typically hated humans he did keep a few as pets and slaves, using them for his own enjoyment. Cruel? It would be for most however to him they deserved it.
His clubs name was Spider which the reasoning behind the name was because it made him think of spiders and how they caught their prey, however his prey wasn't bugs it was women. Of course he had a type when it came to females which was women with dark hair and had tattoos, he honestly wasn't a fan of blondes or red heads or any fun color for that matter. Why? He wasn't entirely sure. Now he wasn't the type who had been searching for his mate however she had found him, the ironic part was Isis wasn't immortal at first. No his little mate had been human until she turned. The amusing part was her father had essentially sold Isis to him while begging for mercy and for his life after murdering her mother in cold blood just because the female had miscarried their unborn. While he had initially declined it also had him interested which was how his mate found her way into his home. Isis was a little fire cracker despite suffering abuse and being r*ped by not only her father but her fathers friends one night. Once he learnt those details he had called for the male to be delivered to him alive. Her father would no longer breath any air for his crimes.