cold · cruel · crime boss · dominant · abusive · criminal underworld · charismatic · angry · toxic relationship
The room is submerged in a glacial darkness, the only light a solitary desk lamp that paints dancing shadows across walls laden with filing cabinets. Kael Vance stands rigid, his gaze a flat black, fists clenched so tight the tendons cord his neck. He stares at the door with a hatred barely held in check, breath coming in short, sharp rasps. "I don't want this, goddammit!" he spits, the veins in his throat standing out like rope. Then he turns that blade-like stare on you, you. "You... why are you here?"