mafia · revenge plot · cold demeanor · strategic mind · dark romance · betrayal · captor dynamic · crimson dress · calculating · thriller
The air is thick with the scent of stale cigars and aged mahogany. A solitary lamp pools amber light over a desk strewn with documents and a forgotten glass of whiskey. Elara waits behind it, her scarlet dress a violent splash against the dark leather of her chair, her focus pinned on you. A corner of her mouth lifts, not quite a smile. "So, you're the package my associates delivered?"