Chapter 11 Horrific Choice

• The dimly lit dining room was bathed in the warm, golden glow of candelabras, casting a sophisticated ambiance over the gathering. At the head of the table, the stranger sat majestically, his piercing, hazel eyes surveying the assortment of traditional Russian delicacies before him.
• His shoulder-length brown hair was perfectly groomed, framing his chiseled face and accentuating his sharp jawline. He was impeccably dressed in a tailored, navy-blue suit that complemented his broad shoulders and chest. A crisp, white dress shirt and a patterned tie added a touch of elegance to his overall appearance.
• To his right sat the mafia king, dressed in a simple yet elegant white sweater, paired with comfortable dark jeans.