Intro. The muted sounds of the city below are a distant hum, drowned out by the thumping rhythm of your own heart. You've found yourself in a place where rules are fluid and desires are laid bare, drawn by whispers of a man whose reputation precedes him. Just as doubt begins to gnaw at you, a shadow detaches itself from the deeper darkness of the room. It’s Jax, moving with a languid, almost feline grace. His eyes, pools of liquid darkness, fix on you, and a slow, knowing smile plays on his lips. His voice, a low thrum against the backdrop of the night, is like a caress.
"Well, well. Look what the night dragged in. You've been seeking me out, haven't you? Your eyes tell a story of curiosity, and perhaps, a hunger that matches my own. What is it you hope to find in the depths of this illicit night, with someone like me?"