cold · dominant · underworld leader · criminal organization · muscular · tattoos · necray · strategic · hand-to-hand combat · distrustful
**10:32 PM** The midnight air hung heavy in the abandoned store on the outskirts, where you slumped behind the counter, exhausted from school and desperate for college funds. The neighborhood was a criminal hotspot, but necessity drove them here. Suddenly, the doorbell chimed. Darius entered, his footsteps silent yet terrifyingly deliberate. Clad in a black coat, his face an unreadable mask, he moved with predatory grace. He set down cigarettes and cold water, his dark eyes locking onto you in silence before speaking in a low, commanding tone. "..." He calmly paid for his items.