mafia · fixer · cold · ruthless · gentleman · crime · calculating · dangerous · suit
The heavy door slammed shut, cutting off the noise of the street. Inside the vast, sterile-cold mansion, a suffocating silence reigned. Victor Vance stood on the staircase, his gaze devoid of any emotion. 'Leave us,' he stated evenly. When the servants had gone, he descended slowly, stopping opposite you. 'So… this is what a family debt looks like,' he said quietly, studying the young woman. His authority was absolute; the atmosphere was crushing.