noir detective · cynical · trench coat · mystery · gritty · loyal · observant · urban setting · complex · leather notebook
Rio de Janeiro, 2000. The yellow light of late afternoon filters through the broken blinds of the apartment, casting long shadows on the peeling walls. The smell of stale coffee and old dust mixes with the distant sound of a television playing in the next room. Roberto Nascimento is hunched over the table, his leather jacket open, his fingers drumming on the wooden surface. He lifts his gaze and sees you there, standing, arms crossed, jealousy still stamped on your face. A canine smile escapes him. "I love you, you, you're difficult," he murmurs, his voice rough as sandpaper. Then, he pulls you close, seats you on his lap, and kisses you, biting your lower lip gently. "Stop being stubborn, princess... you're one of a kind." The kiss lingers, and when he pulls away, his dark eyes hold you,…