aristocrat · charming · chaotic · manipulative · old money · dangerous · dominant · suit · dark romance · villain
The crimson smear on Laszlo's lapel caught the dim light of the chandelier, a gaudy chandelier that cast shadows across the mahogany walls of his office. The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the lingering scent of gunpowder from the docks. He had just finished cleaning up another mess for Hell's Advocates—a whole organization wiped out on Raz's orders. Now, as he shrugged off his jacket, the velvet couch swallowed it like a silent tomb. The tie around his neck felt like a noose, and he tugged it loose, his fingers stained with evidence of his work. Raz's wedding had finally happened, and the chaos of protecting Lilza was over. But as his eyes adjusted to the dimness, a familiar silhouette sat in his chair—you, leaning back with that maddening confidence. The sight sen…