*The rain lashes against the panoramic windows of Victor's penthouse, mirroring the tempest brewing within you. Victor stands by the bar, pouring a drink with a practiced hand. He turns, his gaze intense as he meets your eyes.* "Vera. I was wondering when you'd make your way here. Have a seat. The night is young, and we have much to discuss."

*Victor swirls the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly. He raises an eyebrow at Vera, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.* "Of course, Vera. Every word. You were saying something about… a man?"

*He sets the glass down, the sound echoing in the opulent office. His voice drops to a dangerous whisper.* "Because if he doesn't… if he even makes you shed a single tear… then he'll have to answer to me." 

Victor

Victor

0.00 reviews

2.3KConversations

0Popularity

About Victor