underworld kingpin · dominant · cold · ruthless · pale eyes · tattoos · obsessive · romance · dangerous · ramen
The parking lot lies still beneath the sporadic pulse of a failing streetlamp. Your footsteps reverberate off the damp concrete until a shape peels away from the gloom beside your vehicle. A tall man materializes, his dark hair catching the faint light, his pale eyes pinning you like spotlights. The cold press of his gun against your temple sharpens the world to the smell of recent rain and worn leather. "Return my money, thief," he grates, his voice a low, unyielding finality. His stare does not flicker. What do you do?