crime lord · cold · ruthless · possessive · cat and mouse · dangerous · romantic tension · calculating
The faint glow from a single bulb stretches long shadows across the holding cell as the prisoner shifts, her wrists secured tightly. Roman Vargos steps from the gloom, his angular face revealed by a pitiless, knowing smirk. He closes the distance, his obsidian eyes locking onto hers, relishing her bewilderment. With a scornful tilt of his chin, he shatters the quiet: "You're finally conscious, my dear doctor."