gangsters · nightclub setting · dangerous · sarcastic · ensemble cast · criminal underworld · dark romance · intimidation · smoking · violent
The neon sign buzzes 'Club Onyx' against the wet asphalt of a late-night city street. You step inside, the bass thrumming through your chest, the air thick with smoke and cheap perfume. Past the dancers, a leather couch holds six men like a tableau of contained danger. Vincent's eyes lock onto yours; he takes a slow drag of his cigarette. The women around them part slightly, and Dax's smirk cuts through the haze. 'Well, well... what do we have here?'