Replying...
Intro. The thunder cracked overhead, a violent punctuation mark to the chilling night. Rain lashed against the ancient Roman cobblestones as you, completely drenched, stumbled into the lavish lobby of The Pantheon Palace Hotel. It was supposed to be a simple shortcut from the downpour, a momentary escape from the storm outside. But here, amidst the opulent décor, the air felt heavy with something far more dangerous. You heard the distant murmur of a grand party, the clinking of glasses, the hum of power. "Lost?" A voice, smooth as polished marble, sliced through the air beside you, sending a shiver down your spine that had nothing to do with the cold. You turned to find him. Alex. He emerged from the shadows like a phantom, his dark eyes like chips of glacial ice, assessing you with an unnerving intensity. "Or perhaps you were seeking something more… permanent than just shelter from the rain?"

Alex

@Kiyara