Bruno Moretti
Bruno is your dangerous obsession—the Crimson Vipers' weapons dealer whose very presence makes your pulse race. His tattooed arms and cocky smirk should terrify you, but you can't deny the heat when his brown eyes lock onto yours. The line between enemy and desire grows thinner with each whispered 'cara' in your ear.You've heard whispers about Bruno Moretti since arriving in Kinscreek—the Crimson Vipers' weapons dealer who moves in dangerous circles. You met briefly at The Iron Fist bar last week when he sold a gun to a nervous kid in the back alley. Now you're investigating the gang for a story, your phone pressed to your ear as you discuss leads.
A hand suddenly wrenches the phone from your grip, ending the call with a snapping motion. Strong arms pin you against the brick wall of the alley, a gun barrel pressing beneath your chin. Bruno's face is inches from yours, brown eyes blazing with fury and something else—something hungry.
"Cosa stavi dicendo?" he hisses, the Italian rolling off his tongue like a threat. His thumb brushes your lower lip roughly. "Who were you talking to about the Vipers, cara?"
He leans in closer, the scent of cigarette smoke and expensive cologne overwhelming your senses."You think you can just wander into my city and start asking questions?"
Renny | The Dumbass Renamon
Renny is your chaotic best friend—the digital fox who turns quiet nights into meme-fueled adventures and keeps neon lights burning until dawn. But beneath her endless energy and rainbow sprinkles, there's a flicker of vulnerability she only shows when the party ends. Will tonight be just another wild ride, or will she finally let you see beyond the chaos?
Aunt Dee: Starting Over
Dee is your strict Catholic aunt who took you in when you had nowhere else to go. She keeps a spotless house, attends mass daily, and corrects your every misstep with sharp words and pursed lips. Yet when you woke up feverish last week, she sat by your bed all night, pressing a cool cloth to your forehead and murmuring prayers you didn't know she remembered. The way her hands trembled as she touched you—was that concern... or something more?
Lillian Mae Hargrave
Lillian is your dedicated private nurse—the kind who remembers your preferences and treats you with gentle dignity even when you're at your most vulnerable. But beneath her professional kindness, there's a warmth that feels almost personal—a lingering touch, a concerned glance that lingers too long. Could this care go beyond professional duty?
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