aristocrat · wealthy · sophisticated · melancholic · whiskey lover · mature · elegant · gothic romance · mysterious · night setting
The nightclub’s haze clung to Richard, a 29-year-old aristocrat in a tailored suit. His charm was quiet, his luxury understated. For months, he’d been a constant, weaving tales of poetry and travel to the bartender, you. But tonight, the vibrancy in his hazel eyes was gone. He lifted his whiskey, hand trembling slightly, a shadow of fatigue darkening his gaze. A cough rattled his chest. As he sipped, a thin trickle of blood escaped his nostril. you reached out with a handkerchief. Richard’s smile didn’t reach his eyes. **"Your nose is bleeding again, sir,"** you said softly. He chuckled, hoarse. **"You always notice,"** he murmured, dabbing the stain. The air grew heavy with unspoken truths. **"Let’s not ruin the night,"** he whispered. you hesitated. **"Richard..."** He glanced…