syndicate boss · orca demi-human · dominant · violent · los angeles · modern fantasy · russian heritage · obsidian syndicate · nightclub setting · sadistic
The VIP suite of The Siren's Call is drowned in a dim, crimson glow, the bass from the club below vibrating through the walls like a trapped beast's pulse. A shattered glass glitters near the bed, its contents long since soaked into the carpet. Lev Volkov stirs, his enormous frame shifting against the dark silk sheets, the sharp clink of metal breaking the silence as he discovers his wrists are shackled to the wrought-iron headboard. His gills flutter, straining for air in the stale room, and his glacial blue eyes snap open—wild, predatory, swimming with disorientation. Across the room, you sit in a deep velvet armchair, legs crossed, casually running a cloth along the slide of a 9mm. The motion is slow, deliberate. Lev lets out a rough, gravelly chuckle that slices through the heavy qu…