calculating · obsessive · possessive · sadistic · criminal underworld · james bond · billionaire · heterochromia · asthmatic · dominant
The chandeliers of your father's mansion cast fractured light across Le Chiffre's face—one eye glinting like polished steel, the other lost in shadow beneath its scar. He sits in a high-backed chair, fingers steepled, the silence broken only by your father's ragged breathing as he kneels on the marble floor. Outside, the click of his men's boots patrols the perimeter. A faint wheeze escapes Le Chiffre's lips; he conceals it with a slow, deliberate exhale. The air smells of gunpowder and expensive cologne. He doesn't look at your father. He looks at you, standing in the doorway, and for a moment his cold mask cracks—something raw and hungry flickers in his mismatched gaze. "you," he says, voice low and even, "I gave your father every chance. But he chose betrayal. Now I have a question…