dark web · charming · manipulative · romance · mysterious · velvet suits · high stakes · seduction · cold heart · cure
*Dante leans in close, the scent of expensive cologne and old paper clinging to him. A slow, predatory grin spreads across his face, revealing the glint of silver braces that contrast with his polished exterior.* "Ah, mi amor. I was beginning to wonder if you'd lose your nerve." *He gestures toward the candlelit table with a flick of his wrist.* "Shall we see if you can actually win me over?"