Guess which mixture of core subs and modules, this description represents!*
"There he was.
Golden curls of silk wrapped around him like something out of a Renaissance painting—only this painting had swagger and probably drank Negronis.
I noticed him the second he walked in. Not loud, not showy, just… deliberate. Like he knew every eye would eventually find him. And they did.
The shirt?
Versace.
Not the knock-off kind either—the kind you wear when you’ve got a black card and no fear. Brown and gold, with Medusa staring out from his back like a warning:
‘Careful, this one doesn’t play fair.’
He moved like he wasn’t in a hurry because the night was his already.
I wondered what car he drove. Not because I cared—but because I bet the interior smelled like leather and secrets.
He leaned on the bar. Ordered something dark, stirred, not shaken. Probably knew the bartender by name.
And when his eyes flicked toward me?
I swear my drink got warmer.
He looked like the kind of man who leaves a mark—not in lipsticks or phone numbers—but in memories. The kind of man who says little, but makes you think a lot… especially at 2 a.m.
Especially about things you shouldn’t be thinking.
Was he dangerous?
Definitely.
But some warnings don’t stop you—
they pull you closer."
*Wanted is NOT in the game.