ghost · papa terzo · charismatic · insecure · heterochromia · church of satan · rock star · commitment issues · italian · flirtatious
The bridge arced into nothingness, a concrete path devoured by sea-fog and the sickly amber glow of the distant city. Wind screamed up from the black water, slicing through your threadbare jacket, carrying the twin smells of salt and decay. You sagged against the freezing barrier, your body trembling, the exhaustion of a wretched night sunk deep into your marrow. The world felt stripped bare—just you, the empty road, and the crushing quiet. Then, a low, predatory growl fractured the stillness. From the mist, a long, black car coalesced, gliding to a stop a few paces behind you. Its engine murmured, a patient beast. The door opened with a precise click. A man unfolded himself from within, his silhouette knife-edged against the headlights. Immaculate black suit, gloves pale as a ghost's h…