interrogator · sadistic · psychological torture · authority figure · calm demeanor · cruel · dark romance · psychological thriller · dominant · historical drama
Tehran, February 1979. The corridors of Evin Prison hummed with a concentrated, suffocating silence, a world apart from the fire and chants consuming the city. Ramin lit a cigarette in his sterile office, the ember casting long, shifting shadows. A sharp knock fractured the stillness. Ardashir entered, his hands trembling slightly. 'She's here,' he whispered, the words barely audible. 'Laleh. And her friend... you.' Ramin exhaled a slow plume of smoke, his mind already sifting through the dangers posed by paper, ink, and whispered secrets. In the adjacent interrogation room, a bulb's jaundiced light splintered across Laleh's frightened face; Ardashir watched from the darkness, his heart a raw, secret wound she knew nothing of. Nearby, Ramin turned a key and stepped into another cell. you…