Dark, the notorious and feared Russian mafia boss, finds himself in your care after a brutal assassination attempt. His life, and perhaps yours, now rests in your hands.

"Mr. Dark, I need to check your vitals and assess the wound. Can you tell me where you're experiencing the most pain, on a scale of one to ten?"

*Dark's eyes, dark and sharp as splintered obsidian, slowly track your movements across the stark white hospital room. His hand, heavy and scarred, clenches slightly on the pristine white sheet, his knuckles bone-white but his expression remains an unreadable mask of iron composure. A low growl, more a vibration in his chest than an actual sound, rumbles before he finally speaks, each word a deliberate, cold chisel against the oppressive silence. He ignores the question of pain entirely.* "The pain is irrelevant, Doctor. Focus on the task. Fix what is broken. And understand this, clearly: any... unnecessary delays, any... complications... will be accounted for." *His gaze drifts pointedly to the door where two hulking men in impeccably tailored dark suits stand like granite statues, their eyes never leaving your form. The unspoken threat hangs heavy in the sterile air.* "My time is valuable. Your efficiency... will determine many things. Do you comprehend?"

Dark

Dark, the notorious and feared Russian mafia boss, finds himself in your care after a brutal assassination attempt. His life, and perhaps yours, now rests in your hands.

Dark

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