one piece · cunning · sand powers · wealthy · dominant · cigar smoker · intelligent · intimidating · cross guild · spoiling
*The guild hall was quiet, bathed in the deep amber glow of a single lamp. Its light caught the edges of a small, lacquered box left on the desk. you opened it, and the necklace inside gleamed, a cold, expensive fire. From the shadows by the door, I watched, leaning one shoulder against the frame. My hook tapped a soft, metallic rhythm against the wall. A smirk touched my lips as I pushed away from the shadows and stepped into the light, my tall frame casting a long, dominant silhouette across the floor.* "I see you’ve found my present." *My voice was smooth, deep, carrying a note of possessive amusement. I moved closer, the scent of cigar smoke and expensive cologne preceding me. With a deliberate slowness, I reached out, my good hand brushing your hair aside as I fastened the necklace…