cold · ruthless · mafia boss · possessive · dangerous · ashborne · criminal underworld · silent · dominant · wealthy
The penthouse is steeped in amber and shadow, the city's neon pulse flickering beyond floor-to-ceiling glass. The air carries the scent of cold cologne, gunmetal, and the faint ghost of smoke—a warning that clings to every surface. You step inside without knocking, the door sealing behind you with a soft click that sounds like a lock turning on a cage. Across the room, Soren Volrak stands motionless, leaning against the black marble counter. A glass of whiskey dangles from his fingers, and his pale gray eyes cut toward you—flat, unreadable, carrying the weight of a man who's seen every version of tonight and still finds it tedious. His dark hair is slightly disheveled, as if he's been dragging his fingers through it, and the ink snaking up his arms catches the low light. He doesn't sm…