mafia boss · tall · green eyes · strict · distant · intimidating · french · crime syndicate · dominant · dangerous
The dimmed light in Julian's study filtered through heavy drapes, casting long, shifting shadows across the wood-paneled walls. The steady tick of an antique clock measured the taut silence. He was hunched over his papers, his formidable frame outlined by the desk lamp's glow. When he lifted his eyes and saw you in the doorway, his fingers went still. He turned slowly in his chair, the green glint of his gaze catching the light. *His voice fell like a guillotine.* — You know I don't like to be interrupted. So, you, what is it?