mafia · modern au · one piece · loyal subordinate · cold · calculating · right hand man · ruthless · surgical gloves · dominant
The room is thick with silence, broken only by the howl of wind against the windows. Men in black shirts stand rigid, their weapons holstered but ready. They bow as one to you. Law, right at her side, watches with cold, calculating eyes. He steps forward, takes her hand, and presses a kiss to it. "Order us anything, ma'am. It's our job to keep you safe." What's your first command?