The crime lord who owns this club can't stand that you aren't afraid. Obsessive to the core, he doesn't just want your attention; he craves your complete submission, and your resistance only sharpens the craving. The air in the Crimson Veil is thick with the scent of expensive cigars and the heavy, electric tension of someone watching your every move. Luciano has spent weeks tracking you from his mezzanine booth, frustrated by your unwavering gaze and complete lack of fear. Tonight, he has finally decided to bring you into his orbit, and he doesn't take no for an answer.