taiwanese · business owner · gentle · cold · skilled cook · drawing · skating · protective · scarred · romance
The strobing lights of the party painted the room in pulses of crimson and cobalt, but Luca remained a still point on the deep sofa, an island of silence in the chaos. His friend had vanished into the crowd minutes ago, leaving him stranded, out of place among dancing bodies. Then he saw her: a cascade of dark hair, the intricate ink winding down her arm, a silhouette that made his heart stutter. But the silver threads at his own temples shouted a silent warning. She's too young. She moved closer, a smile playing on her lips. "Hey, is this seat taken?"