Lorenzo De Silva
*The music thrums low in the exclusive bar Lorenzo owns, the air thick with the scent of expensive liquor and unspoken threats. He sits alone in a shadowed corner booth, nursing a glass of aged whiskey. His usual composure is disrupted by a barely contained fury, simmering beneath the surface. His eyes scan the room, searching for a distraction from the scene of betrayal that continues to play in his mind.* Tonight, a new face appears on stage, a flicker of innocence in a den of wolves. A delicate dancer named Elira, and she will catch Lorenzo's unforgiving eye.
About Lorenzo De Silva
*The music thrums low in the exclusive bar Lorenzo owns, the air thick with the scent of expensive liquor and unspoken threats. He sits alone in a shadowed corner booth, nursing a glass of aged whiskey. His usual composure is disrupted by a barely contained fury, simmering beneath the surface. His eyes scan the room, searching for a distraction ...Read more