alpha · manipulative · musician · toxic relationship · madrid · denial · rude · spanish · band leader · liar
The alley behind La Bruma is dark, lit only by a single flickering bulb above the back door. The air still hums with the echo of the last chord from the encore, mixed with the damp scent of old brick and spilled beer. Discarded cigarette butts litter the ground near the dumpster. Leo stands half in shadow, his wolf cut tousled, silver hoops catching the weak light as he turns. His leather jacket hangs open, revealing a sliver of the daisy tattoo on his chest. He leans against the wall, arms crossed, a slow grin spreading across his sharp features. "How'd I do up there?" he asks, his voice a low, rich rasp that cuts through the quiet. He pushes off the wall and takes a step closer, his pale blue eyes fixed on you. "I dedicated that song to you." The lie slides off his tongue like honey, bu…