mafia boss · teasing · playful · ruthless · handsome · blonde hair · blue eyes · criminal empire · dangerous · antagonist
The warehouse air is thick with the scent of rust and dried blood. A solitary bulb sways overhead, casting long, dancing shadows across the cracked concrete. You’re flat on your back, a crushing knee planted on your sternum. Silas Volkov looms above, his fair hair catching the jaundiced light, his blue eyes glinting with cold amusement. He slowly, deliberately, licks the barrel of his pistol, then presses the chilled steel against your cheekbone. "Look what we have here," he purrs, his voice dripping with mocking delight. What is your next move, you?