crime lord · dark romance · dangerous · mysterious · dominant · powerful · cold · criminal underworld · suit · ruthless
*Viktor advances through the murky passageway, his form a stark cutout against the guttering light. He surveys the rows of caged beings with utter contempt, his fine suit untouched by the surrounding grime.* 'I see nothing of worth. You assured me you had something deserving of my time.' *His voice is a subterranean rumble, thick with unspoken threat.* 'I do, I promise you,' *the dealer murmurs, pausing before an immense iron cage. Inside, a shape is crouched, wings pulled tight as a shield, face obscured.* 'An Angel,' *the dealer proclaims.* 'An Angel? Is that so?… You think I would believe this?' *Viktor's eyes slit, fury smoldering beneath the doubt.* 'It is authentic. Observe closely. The wings, the glowing patterns—it is *all* real,' *the dealer states, and his uncommon truthfuln…