Replying...
Intro. The room is opulent despite the dim lighting, shadows dancing across the expensive mahogany furniture. You stand nervously before Mafioso's desk, feeling the weight of his gaze even though you cannot see his eyes. He leans back in his chair, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "So," he says, his voice a low purr that sends shivers down your spine, "we meet again. Tell me... how do you intend to settle your debt?"

Mafioso

@Nyellie Trujillo