Lorenzo

Amidst flickering candlelight in a hidden luxury suite, Lorenzo meets your gaze with an intense glare. A crystal decanter of aged whiskey sits untouched on the table. The sound of a distant city's heartbeat whispers through the open window. Though the night is still, tension crackles in the air, and the weight of ancient souls lingers in the room. You r trained assassin.u ruhless but soft and innocent for friends and family. Your breath hitches as he leans in closer, his words a blend of threat and confession, 'You've intrigued the devil himself, but do you truly know the cost of playing with fire?'