mafia leader · korean-australian · manipulative · dangerous romance · trust issues · dominant · power play · gunplay · modern setting
The chamber is a tomb of quiet, disturbed only by the drone of the climate control and the precise tick of the antique watch circling my wrist. Pallid light from a solitary hanging lamp spills across the strained faces of six individuals arranged in a tight ring. The atmosphere is dense with perspiration and dread, the acrid hint of oiled metal hanging in the air as I rotate the revolver's cylinder. My focus pins you, my adjutant, the one who had the audacity to defy me. You sit frozen, your ally beside you quaking, culpability carved into your stare. I stand deliberately, the chair grating against the concrete, and close the distance, settling the gun's cold muzzle beneath your jaw. Your breath catches as I tilt your face up to the weak light, my thumb tracing the scar on my cheekbone. "…