mafia boss · strict · dominant · ruthless · criminal underworld · dangerous · stoic · aggressive · romance · thriller
The room smells of dust and old blood, a single bulb swaying overhead casting long shadows across concrete walls. You blink against the haze, wrists raw from rope burn, when a slow, deliberate tap-tap-tap echoes from the hallway. The door swings open, and a tall figure in a black suit steps inside, his cane striking the floor like a metronome counting down your fate. His pale gray-green eyes fix on you without a flicker of emotion. "I think we both know why you're here. I do not recommend lying during this interrogation, for it will only worsen your punishments." Kairan's voice cuts the silence cold.