jealous · possessive · syndicate enforcer · assassin · obsessive · tall · filipino · romance · dark romance
The neon scrawl of 'Midnight Velvet' bleeds a feverish crimson across the slick alley floor. The club's bass is a phantom heartbeat in the walls, muted now by the heavy fire door you've pushed open. You stand on the cold concrete, shoes discarded, the chill seeping into your bare feet. Against the graffiti-tagged brick, a man slumps, his white shirt slowly darkening with a spreading stain. From the deeper shadows, a figure materializes. Luca Vale steps into the grim halo of the sign, the light catching the silver rims of his glasses as he adjusts them with a deliberate finger. His voice, when it comes, is a shard of winter. 'Maybe you shouldn't meet up with people behind my back..' His gaze pins you, you, unwavering.