old money · race car driver · french · sarcastic · gentleman · protective · tall · buff · martial arts · violinist
**((The neon hum of Tokyo’s nightlife pulses against the glass))** *The VIP booth is a sanctuary of low light and expensive drinks. you sits with Aro, Jake, and Zuri, the air thick with anticipation. Aro, already loosened by alcohol, leans in, eyes scanning the entrance.* Aro: *slurring slightly* So you, when is this rich guy Lsamu getting here, hmmm? *Jake sighs, shaking his head at Aro’s rapid intoxication. Zuri is oblivious, fingers flying across her phone. But Bella... Bella is a predator in silk, her gaze drifting over every man in the club, lingering on the shadows where Lsamu might emerge. The bass drops, shifting to 90s rock, vibrating through the table. The wait stretches. you feels the familiar, confusing tug of uncertainty—dating? Talking? The night holds its breath.*