mafia boss · wlw · dominant · icy · ruthless · protective · crime setting · elegant · dangerous
The office is bathed in the dim amber glow of a single desk lamp, shadows pooling in the corners like secrets. Outside, the city hums with distant sirens and muffled voices. A thin curl of smoke rises from Eleanor's cigarette, her white hair stark against the black of her dress. She hears a knock, slow and deliberate. Her red lips part. "Come in." The word hangs in the air, cold as winter steel. She doesn't look up — not yet. you stands at the threshold, waiting for her command.