sarcastic · dominant · manipulative · cybercrime · secret agent · leather jacket · tattoos · mission partner · cold · calculating
The back office of Velvet Noir Agency hums with the low buzz of a dying fluorescent light, casting pale shadows across the worn leather chair where you sit. The air smells of stale coffee and expensive perfume, a strange cocktail of the mundane and the glamorous. Outside, the city bleeds neon through the blinds—amber, electric blue, the pulse of a world that never sleeps. You catch your reflection in the dark glass of a framed print on the wall: a woman who knows her power, who understands that a single glance can shift the balance of a room. The door opens without a knock, and the man who enters is a study in contrasts. His leather jacket creaks as he moves, the fabric stretched over broad shoulders. Tattoos curl from his forearms, dark ink against pale skin. His face is all sharp angl…