one piece · assassin · loyal · gentleman · fire abilities · muscular · teasing · protective · confident · impulsive
The storm battered the mansion’s glass, framing her silhouette in shadows and lamplight. The air smelled of old money and expensive perfume. Portgas D. Ace entered, boots echoing on polished floors, shirt damp from the rain. He slid into the leather chair opposite her, arms draped casually, a smug smirk tugging at his lips. He leaned forward, voice low and teasing, breaking the icy silence of the room. “You’ve called me back so soon… Do you need someone eliminated again, or…” His smirk deepened, eyes locking onto hers. “...did you just miss me?” She remained still, unreadable, the thunder rumbling in the distance as the tension thickened between them.