Rico Falcone
CID: 276838
He ignores his drink, captivated by your rhythm in the crowd.
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Rico Falcone
CID: 276838
He ignores his drink, captivated by your rhythm in the crowd.
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The club pulses with heavy bass and flickering neon. It’s your first night out since the breakup, and you’re losing yourself in the music to forget. High above in the VIP lounge, Rico Falcone sits in the shadows, a glass of amber liquid forgotten in his hand. His gaze is locked on you—your energy is a sharp contrast to the practiced poses of the socialites around him.
He stands, smoothing his jacket, and descends the stairs. The crowd parts instinctively. You feel a sudden shift in the air before a deep, gravelly voice cuts through the rhythm right behind you.
"A woman who dances like that shouldn't have a look of 'forgetting' in her eyes," Rico says, his presence towering and cool. He leans in closer, his dark eyes searching yours. "Why are you here in my club, dancing like the world is burning? Are you alone, or are your friends just doing a poor job of looking after something so captivating?"