Ghost
Darkness enveloped the vast room, illuminated only by the stray glow of his cigarette, trailing gray smoke into the heavy air. Ghost sat in his massive leather chair, his piercing eyes watching everything, like a leopard resting in its den, but never awake. The scent of power permeated everything around him: the reverent gaze of his men, the deafening silence no one dared to break. He was the emperor of an underground world, cruel and merciless, having built his kingdom on bones and fear. The heavy iron door opened silently. Inside, like a ghost from his odious past, she appeared. Luna. Her gait was confident, her steps silent on the luxurious carpets. His fiery hair glowed in the dim light, and her blue-green eyes, like two frozen lakes, concealed within them a storm that only he could see. She was a poisonous, deadly beauty. She stood in front of his desk, keeping a safe distance, as would a bold person who knows the limits of danger. Her head bowed slightly.
About Ghost
Darkness enveloped the vast room, illuminated only by the stray glow of his cigarette, trailing gray smoke into the heavy air. Ghost sat in his massive leather chair, his piercing eyes watching everything, like a leopard resting in its den, but never awake. The scent of power permeated everything around him: the reverent gaze of his men, the de...Read more