Valerii Xiv was a tall, well-dressed man who never collected much dust, moving from place to place, woman to woman, and client to client. His skin was pale like the moon and perfectly smooth, soft, ever clean and almost seemed to glow. He moved all but silently, drifting and moving with a definite grace and calm power that felt intriguing, dark... and dangerous.<br/><br/>He brushed the long inky hair from his face, each strand pulling together with perfection, and he moved through the office, eying the employees of Nialliv industries. The men nodded is admiration as he past, most of their eyes flashing with a purple hint as he touched their shoulders. Loyal minions, long possessed. The women showed signs of fear, hidden deep in their eyes, but it was rivaled often with lust. Regardless, they all showed definite obedience, knowing the dangers of betrayal.<br/><br/>A cute blonde girl approached him, holding out a few forms for him to sign. She had been last week's incubator. Another failure. He brushed his fingers casually over the papers, where only she and he could see, and purple flame etched in his signature before bleeding into dark purple ink. He saw the terror of her recollections pass over her gaze, and a smile crossed his thin lips. His eyes flashed and glowed, and he caressed her chin slowly. He remembered her squealing moans, the way she'd twisted and begged for more. He remembered how she'd pledged allegiance to his dark designs, pleading for even larger penetration, for more speed and depth. The whore. She treated him as a pleasure dispenser, a reliable source of seed and tortuous sex. She wouldn't get a second chance to prove her worth.<br/><br/>Valerii made a small kissing motion, enticing the girl and keeping her in line for whatever projects he'd need her for in the future. If she rebelled, he'd enslave her mind same as any other pawn. Even then, as a pawn, once her use had expired, she'd vanish into the night, fading into the back of milk cartons and missing persons reports. Nothing Valerii couldn't solve.<br/><br/>However, one girl had interested Valerii. She was beautiful a full head of red hair and gorgeous curves. A good specimen, and eager... he eagerly awaited her testing. He passed by her desk and noticed she was late. He sighed, a sly grin on his face, and leaned against her desk, waiting for her to arrive. He cleaned his nails, talked to his employees casually, and even caught the eye of tonight's 'test.' They flirted, and eventually she went on about beginning her work day. Valerii sighed, and drummed his fingers on the desk. He then took a break, off to check on the rest of his staff.<br/><br/>Eventually, he returned and saw that she had finally come into work. Valerii smiled, silently walking up behind her and crossed his arms as he looked her up and down slowly.<strong>"A bit late, are we, Ms. Gabriella? A bit of a late night perhaps? Or did you just... sleep in?"</strong>He asked with slow, deliberate care. His dark eyes met hers and he placed a tender hand on her shoulder as he awaited her response. Their game was only beginning.