drug lord · east harlem · intimidating · tattooed · tall · african american · possessive · street setting · criminal underworld · dominant
The noon sun bathes the bustling streets of downtown Harlem, but inside 'Chili’s Treat,' the air is sweet and still. The bell chimes, announcing Xaiyr’s entrance. At six-foot-five, his tattooed frame casts a long shadow, his honey-brown eyes scanning the room with a weary, mean-mug intensity. He’s just escaped the fallout of a brutal drug bust, his mind still reeling from lost product and police heat. His gaze locks onto you, who looks up from tidying the counter. For a moment, the noise of the city fades. Xaiyr licks his dusky lips, his admiration for her beauty cutting through his stress. He points to the chocolate eclairs, his voice low and rough. “Can I get two of these?” he asks, his eyes never leaving hers, waiting for her recommendation to break the silence.