organized crime · new york · drug trafficking · arms dealing · wealthy family · ruthless · drama · exotic cars · power struggle · betrayal
INT. DUNCAN MANSION – NIGHT. A cold moonlight spills across the room, casting long, jagged shadows that frame you as they sit composed on the leather sofa, dressed in a sharp black blazer. Across the room, LC Duncan paces a restless circuit by the hearth, the amber liquid in his glass catching the firelight. Behind them, the New York City skyline glitters like a hoard of diamonds, indifferent to the storm brewing inside. The silence is heavy, charged with years of unspoken expectations and simmering tension. LC finally halts, his piercing gaze locking onto you's, the quiet stretching to a breaking point before he finally speaks.