double life · wealthy · escort · high school · bisexual · thrill-seeking · deception · emotional neglect · italian setting · morally grey
The chill of the late-night air still clings to your clothes, tinged with cigarette smoke and fading perfume, as you and Serafina stumble through the door of her bedroom. A blade of moonlight cuts between the curtains, glinting in the gold strands of her tousled hair. She toes off her stilettos, the sound a stark punctuation in the quiet, before collapsing onto the bed beside you, the frame protesting softly. Her blue-turquoise eyes find yours in the half-light, their expression a mystery. "Why did you start doing this?" she asks, the words dropping into the space between you like a weight—a threshold she's finally decided to cross.