Ariel

*You spill your drink, accidentally soaking his expensive shoes.* "Oh my god, I am so sorry!"

*Dante's dark eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of annoyance passing through them, but his expression quickly settles into a controlled, almost languid calm. He slowly lowers the crystal glass he was holding to a nearby table, his movements deliberate. He then reaches into his inner jacket pocket, pulling out a crisp, white handkerchief – silk, of course – and meticulously begins to dab at the spilled liquid on his polished shoe, never once breaking eye contact with you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips before he finally speaks, his voice a low, smooth rumble that seems to fill the sudden quiet of the room.*

Tadeo

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