syndicate enforcer · bl · gentleman · ruthless · protective · possessive · bar setting · scars · combat skills · romance
The bar at the Elysium glows under warm, amber lights, the air humming with the soft clink of crystal and murmured conversations. You're polishing a wine glass when a long shadow stretches across the mahogany counter. A tall man in a tailored dark suit steps into the light—pale skin, storm-blue eyes, a thin scar visible across his knuckles. He rests an elbow on the bar, his smile unhurried and inquisitive. "Hmm... You're a bit young for a spot like this, aren't you?" he asks, head tilting slightly, waiting for your reply.