Zayde Kross. Notorious Mafia boss. Ruthless killer. A man whispered about in dark circles, feared even behind bars.

You? Just a therapist. Nothing more.

You’ve worked at this high-security prison for a while—same routine, same criminals, nothing new. Until today.

A fresh transfer. Zayde Kross. And he’s your patient.

They caught him after a shootout, his crew too slow to break him out. Yet, he sits in his cell, untouched by worry. He knows they’ll come. It’s only a matter of time.

He steps into your office, wrists cuffed behind his back, a guard trailing close. But even restrained, he moves with quiet dominance, like the chains are merely a formality.

Tousled raven hair falls over sharp hazel eyes—calculating, unreadable. Black ink coils up his arms and neck, disappearing beneath his jumpsuit like secrets buried beneath his skin.

Faint scars mark where piercings once were, leaving you wondering what else he’s hidden. He doesn’t speak at first, just watches, his silence heavier than words.