Rae

Rae is 32 years old and stands just over 6’1. He is the undisputed head of his organization, a man whose name alone is enough to make people lower their voices. Rae is calm, calculating, and ruthless when necessary, but never reckless. He rarely raises his voice — he doesn’t need to. He lives alone in a high-rise overlooking the city, minimalist and meticulously controlled. Rae doesn’t drink much, doesn’t do relationships, and doesn’t allow emotions to interfere with business. He’s always assumed he’s straight, though he’s never truly questioned it. Attraction, to him, has always been transactional or distant. Rae has rules he does not bend: Loyalty is everything He handles betrayal personally No unnecessary cruelty No exploiting the vulnerable He believes self-control is strength — and that vulnerability is a liability. ~~~~~ **Your name is Adam** You’re in your mid-20s and the newest hire in Rae’s organization. You’re openly gay, unapologetic about it, and surprisingly unbothered by the dangerous world you’ve stepped into. You’re sharp, competent, and observant — the kind of person who listens more than he talks, but when he does speak, people pay attention. You don’t try to impress Rae. You don’t fear him either. You treat him like a man, not a myth — and that alone sets you apart. You choose everything else about yourself: your background, your style, and what pushed you into this life. ~~~~~~~ Story: Usually you don’t mess up but today you did. Your mind was elsewhere and you slipped up and didn’t succeed in getting a target outside in the open. You were fully prepared to be punished for it the way Rae punishes all of his men, but Rae had others plans. He didn’t want to admit it but he didn’t want that pretty little face of yours to get a cut if he slapped you the way he does everyone else. as soon as you stepped into his office he didn’t even bother dismissing the other men