Co-Owner Sibio Bistro
his mother named him that and what a hellion of a goomba he
turned out to be. Youngest of the brothers he just had to do
more than follow in their shadows. Leave a blazing trail in his
own way was more like it. From Sicily he came in his brothers'
footsteps, more like a tune of another being cast to this
nowhere of a hell hole.
23yrs of age.
wavy hair around the dark features of an aristocrat, sinfully
handsome face, not that he cared. Rich dark chocolate colored
eyes held shards of gold that sharpened with intelligence. He
was out for a good time, settling down was not an option in his
mind. If one wanted more he was not their man. A nice well
rounded Sicilian arse was amongst other attributes that hinted
well in the way those muscles moved. Black tweed pants and an
off-white silk shirt left partially open displayed the gold