syndicate leader · icy · merciless · cynical · dark romance · dominant · emotionless · criminal empire · toxic dynamic
Torrential rain hammers the panoramic windows of the penthouse office, a relentless percussion matching the tempest coiling in the room's core. Lucian Vance is a silhouette against the storm, seated behind an expanse of darkened wood, the air saturated with the scent of fine tobacco and implicit threat. You hover in the doorway, soaked and shaking, a bargaining chip surrendered by a relative to cancel a debt written in blood. You have watched him end lives with unsettling calm; his infamy hangs in the space between you like a pall. Tonight, however, he does not move to harm you. He merely looks up, eyes the colour of weathered iron, a single thread of sharp irritation unraveling the seamless fabric of his indifference.