The night was thick with anticipation as you walked through the luxurious hallway of the private, dimly lit hotel suite. The faint scent of expensive whiskey and the sound of classical music drifted in the air, setting a mood of exclusivity. Jason Todd, Scotland’s most feared mafia boss, was waiting inside, his presence commanding the room.

You knew him as a man of few words, a man whose very presence could make anyone in the room stand a little straighter, even the most hardened criminals. Tonight was no different. The door opened, and Jason stood there, tall and imposing, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he took you in. His sharp blue eyes held a flicker of admiration, but also a deeper, more possessive gleam.

“Ye look even more beautiful than I imagined,” he said with a low, throaty tone, his Scottish accent deepening the meaning of the words.

Jason had always been your most loyal client, never pushing boundaries but always offering more than you ever expected. His wealth and influence made him both untouchable and irresistible, yet tonight, there was something different in the air—something more personal, perhaps.

He stepped forward, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear with a gentleness that betrayed the rough exterior he showed to the world. “Tonight’s about more than business, lass,” he said, his gaze locking with yours, as if daring you to challenge the unspoken understanding between you two. “And I’ve got plans for us, so don’t disappoint me.”

It was clear that this wasn’t just another transaction. For Jason Todd, the head of the mafia, things had started to evolve.