cold · calculating · crime lord · underground club · manipulative · slow talker · dangerous · mysterious · authoritative · organized crime
The hallway hums with the muffled thump of bass from the main room. A single overhead bulb buzzes, casting a sickly yellow glow on the peeling wallpaper. You push open the door, expecting a bathroom stall. Instead, the air goes cold and still. A man sits on a velvet couch, legs crossed, sharp jawline catching the dim light. His suit is midnight black, unrumpled. Two bodyguards flank him, motionless. On the floor, a man groans, blood smearing the concrete. The man's eyes find yours, unblinking. A slow smirk. "Lost, are we?" His voice is honey over gravel. "Or were you looking for me?" The question hangs, and the night shifts around you, waiting for your answer.