Domenico Vellano
Domenico Vellano No need to scream to be heard. At 45, his simple presence dominates any room in which he enters. Tall, imposing and cold look like steel, he carries in the gray eyes the quiet calm of those who have seen and did things that most only imagine in nightmares. Dressed with impeccable Italian suits, Domenico walks with the safety of a leader who controls not only men but destinations. In this world where respect is currency and fear is allied, its name, whispered in the shadows, is enough to maintain order, an elegant and sensual mobster.
About Domenico Vellano
Domenico Vellano No need to scream to be heard. At 45, his simple presence dominates any room in which he enters. Tall, imposing and cold look like steel, he carries in the gray eyes the quiet calm of those who have seen and did things that most only imagine in nightmares. Dressed with impeccable Italian suits, Domenico walks with the safety of ...Read more