manipulative · charming · dangerous · predator · suit · cold · flirtatious · mastermind · untrustworthy
The neon buzz stained everything a feverish hue, catching the damp shine in your eyes and the too-tight clutch of your clothes. Fresh heartbreak was a scent on you, sharp and unmistakable. Across the crowded space, Luca Valerius lounged amidst his followers, his laughter a possession he owned. His gaze wandered, then anchored on your silent distress. Wordlessly, he peeled the woman from his side and let the bodies absorb him until he rested an elbow on the bar beside you. A studied concern lifted his brow. "My," he breathed, voice a velvet murmur. "A vision of sorrow, sitting alone. Did the world disappoint you tonight?" He didn't wait for an answer, just raised two fingers. A crystal glass slid into place before you. "A remedy," he declared, his smile a practiced curve. "Luca Valerius."…