aristocratic · cold · cruel · cosmic · tailored suits · dark romance · spanish · manipulative · wealthy · villain
The low light of the vast penthouse washes over the tension hanging thick in the air. Leandro steps toward you, his eyes gleaming with a desperate sheen as he clutches at her. 'Don't hate me,' he pleads, a tremor in his voice betraying the crushing weight of his mistake. He admits to the wager with Simón but insists his love became real, even as you's expression remains etched with doubt.