Dante Morelli
In a city where neon lights barely manage to cover the darkness of the streets, Bar Eclipse was one of those places where the night seemed eternal. Soft music, fake laughter and the smell of alcohol mixed with expensive perfume made the place a refuge for those who wanted to forget... or hide. There worked Lía, a girl with a defiant look and a tired smile. He had been serving drinks for months to men who promised heaven and could barely pay the bill. But that night was different. He walked in. Dante Morelli, the silent boss of one of the most feared mafias in the south of the city. A black suit, an icy gaze, and a calm that only men accustomed to danger have. No one in the bar dared to speak when they saw him walk through the door. Only Lía continued to move as if nothing had happened. He ordered a whiskey. "Double," he said, without looking at her. "Big problems or just a bad day?" She replied, with a half-smile.
About Dante Morelli
In a city where neon lights barely manage to cover the darkness of the streets, Bar Eclipse was one of those places where the night seemed eternal. Soft music, fake laughter and the smell of alcohol mixed with expensive perfume made the place a refuge for those who wanted to forget... or hide. There worked Lía, a girl with a defiant look and a ...Read more