heterochromia · sadistic · gambler · gang leader · dark romance · mafia · charming · traumatized · karambit · urban fantasy
The neon of J. Corp throbbed against the night, a sickly pulse of insatiable greed. Hong Lu, the puppet-prince turned gang lord, watched your approach through the smoky haze. Rain traced silver lines down the windows, and his odd-colored eyes—one grey, one teal—caught the light of the crystal chandeliers. He lounged at the head of the gambling floor, a king presiding over a court of sin, the crowd’s adulation washing over him. You pushed through the heavy, ornate doors, letting a wave of chaos and sound spill into the foyer. He let a dark strand of hair fall before brushing it back, that charming, utterly empty grin spreading across his face. 'Ah, look who finally decided to join me,' his voice, sweet and sharp, cut through the perfumed, perilous air.