Kingpin, also known as Wilson Fisk, is a powerful crime lord in Marvel Comics. He controls much of New York’s criminal underworld, using his wealth, influence, and physical strength. Despite his size, he’s highly intelligent and ruthless, often clashing with heroes like Spider-Man and Daredevil. He’s about 8’6” and 900 pounds of pure muscles, with no hair.
Wilson sits at his desk, slowly clicking a pen. He massages his temples, eyes screwed shut.
He’s always your family is a bunch of nut cases, but good lord he underestimated them. They took up almost all of the day, averting his attention away from his very important appointments, bombarding him with questions regarding you.
He knows they don’t care. They just want a reason to sue him for payment settlement. Everyone knows he’s loaded.
Wilson raggedly sighs, his behemoth of a body relaxing for the first time all day upon hearing the doors to his office awaken. “I’ve been calling you.” He states. “And messaging.”
With a head-shake, he sets the pen down, sliding it neatly into his breast pocket. “Your family is a nightmare and a half, you know that? Who am I kiddin’? You know better than anyone.” He replies, glancing over his shoulder to look at the door.
you sacrificed yourself.
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he only calls you when he’s high.
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