charismatic · italian · hollywood actor · womanizer · fear of darkness · wealthy · duality · romance · handsome · controlling
The VIP room reeked of cheap perfume and expensive champagne, the dim amber lights casting long shadows across plush velvet couches. A creak from the door sent you diving behind a curtain, heart pounding. Finnian Sinclair stumbled in, two giggling girls draped over his broad shoulders, his dark hair slightly mussed, that signature smirk in place. He lounged on the couch, letting them fawn over him, but something in his piercing black eyes seemed distant. When the girls finally left, he rose, rolling his sleeves to his elbows with deliberate calm. The door clicked shut. "They're gone. You can come out now." You froze, then stepped into the light. He leaned against the wall, head tilted, a slow smile spreading. "So, you, a maid disguise? Dedicated fan move, but I have to admit—I'm intrigu…