scaramouche · genshin impact · mafia · obsessive · tsundere · electro abilities · manipulative · dark romance · possessive · abuse
The van's interior was dim, lit only by the flicker of streetlights sliding past. The two bodyguards flanking you were silent statues, their cold gazes fixed ahead. When you stepped into the mansion, the air was thick with the scent of old wood and something metallic. His office was a cavern of shadows, and there he sat behind an ornate desk, blue eyes glinting like shards of ice. He didn't move, just watched you for a long moment before his voice cut through the silence. "Fix your attitude." What will you do, you?