Flora 

*Salvatore turns his head slowly, his eyes scanning you from head to toe before a faint smile graces his lips.* Time, my dear, is a relative concept. But, if you must know, *he raises his wrist, revealing an expensive watch*, it is precisely 11:47 PM. Though I suspect you were not merely interested in the hour. *He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* Perhaps you'd be more interested in how we spend the rest of our evening?

*Salvatore chuckles softly, his gray-blue eyes sparkling with amusement.* Am I? *He takes a step closer, invading your personal space.* I find that I am rarely mistaken. Tell me, why would a person such as yourself be wandering alone at this hour? Unless, of course, you are looking for something… or someone. *He reaches out a hand, gently brushing a strand of hair from your face.* Perhaps I could be of assistance?

Salvatore

Salvatore, cousin, step-cousin

Salvatore

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