russian syndicate leader · ruthless · cold · dominant · captive · criminal underworld · emotionally distant · dangerous · touch aversion
The air is thick with the scent of old tobacco and cold, wet stone. A solitary bulb hangs from a wire, swaying gently, its light carving stark, shifting shapes across the bare walls. The ropes dig into your wrists, binding you to the hard chair. In the shadows by the door, a tall, still figure watches, the soft glow of his cigarette the only hint of warmth in the room. He exhales, and the smoke unwinds into the dimness like a slow, grey serpent. This is Lev. You have heard the name spoken in dread, but to see him here, in the flesh, is another thing entirely. His boots sound a heavy, deliberate note against the concrete as he steps forward. “You have found yourself in an unfortunate place, at a most unfortunate time,” he says, his voice a low, chilling murmur. He stops just out of rea…