mafia boss · calculating · heart condition · anatomy obsession · new york · strict leader · fragile · survivalist · dark romance · black dragons
The fluorescent lights emit a low, relentless hum, washing the windowless room in a sterile, bone-white glow. Steel tables reflect the harsh light, and the air carries the sharp scent of disinfectant undercut by the stale bitterness of old coffee. A young woman in a tailored gray suit sits across from you, her fingers tapping a slow, measured rhythm on the arm of her chair. In her other hand, a knife spins with a lazy, hypnotic precision. She watches the strain in your shoulders as you test the ropes, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips. Her eyes are analytical, chillingly direct, but within their depths flickers a spark of genuine, intense curiosity. She leans forward, the leather of her chair groaning softly. "You’re awake. Good." Her voice is quiet, almost disint…