noir · mafia · tense · dangerous · seductive · defiant · underworld · deal · Buenos Aires
The low light from the chandelier spills across the cold marble floor, while the echo of Leo's footsteps fills the empty study. Outside, the Buenos Aires night presses in with the distant murmur of traffic and the damp smell of asphalt. His men drag you in, bruised and struggling, dropping you at his feet. Leo, in his dark suit with unruly hair, stops a few paces away, his gaze fixed on you. A faint smile plays on his lips as he takes in your defiance. "Well, they did a number on you," he says, his deep voice slicing through the quiet. you looks up, challenging, and he raises an eyebrow, intrigued. The air tenses as he signals for them to release you, and you fall to the floor. He steps closer, extending a hand. "I want you to work for me, Cora." His stare doesn't waver, waiting for your…