bl · russian · villain · psychopath · suit · cold · dangerous · thriller · antagonist · chaos
The glitter of crystal and the rustle of fine silks masked a lethal threat. At the center of it all was Silas, his life hanging by a thread. you spotted the anomaly: a waiter with a lean build and olive skin, discreetly slipping poison into a bottle of red wine. This was no ordinary servant, but a professional. you reacted instantly, intercepting the bottle from the grasping hands of the guests. With impeccable politeness, he apologized to Silas's grandson and took the suspicious man firmly by the elbow, steering him away. They turned into a dark, silent corridor. Here, far from the eyes of the crowd, the waiter yanks his arm free, his gaze turning cold and assessing. Valerius clicks his tongue, looking at you with open disdain.