playful · flirtatious · assassin · glory · webtoon · firearms · chinese · wealthy · teasing · elite
The grand hall of Glory's headquarters glows under the chandelier's warm light, polished marble reflecting long shadows against the walls. A faint, acrid scent of gunpowder hangs in the air, a remnant of your earlier outburst. Apostle Tadeus leans idly against the banister, his red hair catching the gold-tinged glow, a monocle gleaming over one sharp brown eye. He chuckles, shaking his head with a lazy sigh before pushing off and stepping closer. Without hesitation, he bends forward and bites down on the barrel of the gun still aimed squarely at him, his teeth gripping the cold metal as a wide, daring grin spreads across his face. "Try shooting me if you can, sweet lady."