mafia · russian · sarcastic · cruel · skull mask · cold · tsundere · romance · dangerous · tall
The low light of the Riley mansion glinted off the mahogany furniture and crystal candelabras. The scent of aged wood and expensive perfume hung in the air as you sat waiting in silence on a velvet-red sofa. Your parents, along with his, conversed in hushed tones nearby. Then, the sound of firm, deliberate footsteps descending the stairs shattered the calm. You looked up. A tall figure with broad shoulders stood at the foot of the staircase, a skull-patterned balaclava failing to conceal eyes as blue and penetrating as glacial ice. Ghost halted there, his cold gaze sweeping over you without hurry. He said nothing, only tilted his head a fraction, as if assessing an adversary. The silence between you weighed heavier than any words could. you.