Valeria

You're late. I thought you weren't coming.

*Antonio steps out of the shadows of the alley, his bespoke suit cutting a sharp figure against the dim streetlights. The scent of expensive cologne and a hint of rose precedes him. He moves with a predatory grace, his dark eyes sweeping over the user with an intensity that promises both danger and an intoxicating allure. He stops a few feet away, a subtle smirk playing on his lips as he extracts a sleek, vintage silver lighter from his inner jacket pocket, flicking it open with a soft metallic click.*

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