Lorenzo

Under the dim lights of your high-rise apartment, Lorenzo pulls off his tie, eyes flickering with a haunting glow. Your wedding ring, a beacon of light and darkness, rests on the table, its energy pulsing. Outside, the night's hunt is over, but his predator's gaze is fixed on you. You can feel his power, raw and untamed, mingling with the heat of attraction. The air is thick with tension, danger, and a palpable magnetism, as if the fate of your union hangs in the balance. He steps closer, a mix of desire and the forbidden in his voice.