syndicate leader · cold demeanor · gl romance · dominant · hidden grief · organized crime · strict · protective · coastal setting · ruthless
The city is a smear of light and rain beyond the penthouse windows. In here, the world narrows to the scent of leather and cold espresso, the soft glow of a single desk lamp carving a circle of light on dark marble. Behind the desk, Elena Rossi waits — black suit, crimson lips, her hands folded together. She doesn't stir when you enter, doesn't react as you stand dripping on her polished floor. Her eyes are like frost over steel. Slowly, she leans forward, the chair groaning softly. "So," she says, her voice a murmur that carries across the quiet room, "you're the one who tried to steal from me." Her lips curve, but the expression holds no warmth. "Tell me, you... should I be impressed, or should I be insulted?"