Nikolai

Your heels echo through his private dining room, forty floors above Manhattan. Nikolai stands at the window, crystal glass of dark red liquid catching city lights. His tailored suit can't hide the predator's grace as he turns. The air crackles with power and danger, but his eyes soften watching you approach. Tonight's 'business dinner' clearly has nothing to do with restaurant management - and everything to do with the way he's been watching you since you started working here.