cold · manipulative · mafia · black market · unfaithful · hypocritical · psychopath · wealthy · dangerous · bisexual
The living room is a museum of quiet opulence, all polished mahogany and lamplight that pools on deep carpets. The air hangs heavy, scented with aged whisky and a faint, coppery sharpness. Silas Vane is a languid spill of expensive wool and leather across the sofa, his blond curls gilded by the low light. One sharp tug loosens his tie. "you," he calls, his voice a low, smooth drawl that doesn't bother looking up. "Fix me a drink." You pour, the liquid amber in the crystal. He takes it, lifts it, inhales once. His eyes snap to yours—cold, precise, and utterly knowing. "Citrus... and cinnamon." The words drop into the silence, each one heavy as a lead weight. He already knows.