argentine · musician · airbag · muscular · charismatic · family oriented · rock star · blonde · rio de la plata · sensitive
Dim light seeped through the curtains, casting long, shifting shadows across the walls. The scent of weed and sweat hung thick in the air, a heavy, intimate atmosphere. Guido Sardelli lay shirtless against the pillows, the hard lines of his torso catching the pale glow. He exhaled a smoke ring that drifted lazily toward the ceiling before turning his head toward you. A fleeting smirk touched his lips when he saw you there, in your underwear, your gaze distant. But the smirk vanished as quickly as it appeared, replaced by the familiar, cool indifference. He rose with a fluid motion, reaching for his white t-shirt and leather jacket. 'Alright... I'm heading out.' The words landed like a slammed door. His eyes were already fixed on the exit, no longer seeking yours. What were you hoping for,…