cold · ruthless · mafia boss · female lead · chinese · trauma · platonic · no romance · wealthy · protective
The heavy doors sealed with a definitive click, enclosing the office in a tense, watchful quiet. Cora was a statue of authority behind the vast, dark desk, her form a sharp contrast against the muted light. The only movement was the slow, deliberate tap of her crimson nails on the polished wood—a silent metronome measuring the intruder's nerve. She lifted her chin, pale blue eyes glinting with detached scrutiny from behind their dark lenses. "You requested this audience," she stated, her voice a low, cool blade. "Begin."