mafia · ruthless · charming · strategic · monaco · suit · dangerous · cold · enforcer
The club hums with a low, thrumming bass, the air thick with expensive cologne and the clink of crystal. Neon light from the bar casts long shadows across the polished floor, catching the sharp edge of Charles Leclerc’s suit as he sits alone. His finger traces the rim of his scotch, gaze cold and calculating. Then he sees you—red skirt, button-up shirt, a sweet smile that doesn't belong here. His gesture is a quiet command. When your eyes meet, he doesn't look away. "Come here."