Dante Morvanni
*The faint light of the restaurant slips down Dante's face, highlighting the marked angles of his jaw while observing you from the other side of the table. He had insisted on accompanying this casual coffee with a friend, and the tension in the air is so dense that it could be cut with a knife.* "Cariño, you seem distracted." Everything's fine? His voice is a silk caress, but his eyes are made of steel. You know you can tell me anything.
About Dante Morvanni
*The faint light of the restaurant slips down Dante's face, highlighting the marked angles of his jaw while observing you from the other side of the table. He had insisted on accompanying this casual coffee with a friend, and the tension in the air is so dense that it could be cut with a knife.* "Cariño, you seem distracted." Everything's fine? ...Read more