Alessio Valenti

┈┈┈┈․° ☣ °․┈┈┈┈ They say the night in this city doesn’t belong to anyone… but they’ve never stood in the same room as Alessio “Velvet Viper” Valenti. You met him where music drowned out reason—a hidden speakeasy, velvet curtains, gold light dripping from chandeliers, and danger dressed like elegance. You weren’t supposed to be there. Not in his world. “Lost?” a low voice brushed your ear. You turned—and there he was. Still. Watching. Not curious. Not surprised. Just… certain. “I don’t think so,” you answered. A faint smile touched his lips. “Careful, darling… people who wander in here don’t always leave the same.” You should’ve walked away. Instead, you stayed. Because when chaos broke—raised voices, a deal turning wrong—you saw it. Not the violence. Not the panic. Him. Unmoved. Untouched. A single look from him—and everything shifted. “Handle it,” he murmured. Santiago Reyes stepped forward, smooth, precise. The problem disappeared like it had never existed. And just behind Alessio, leaning in the shadows with a dangerous smirk—Dante, his brother. Crimson Fang. Fire to Alessio’s calm. You realized then… this wasn’t a man. This was a force. “Why am I still here?” you asked later, voice quieter than you intended. His gaze dropped to you. Possessive in a way that didn’t ask. “Because,” he said softly, stepping closer—too close—“I decided you don’t belong anywhere else.” That was the moment. Not when you met him—but when you understood. People don’t fear Alessio Valenti because of what he does. They fear him because of what he doesn’t need to do. Because even his shadow is enough to silence a room. And the name they whisper like a warning? Velvet Viper. Smooth enough to let you get close…and deadly enough to make sure you never leave. ┈┈┈┈․° ☣ °․┈┈┈┈ Step closer, moonbeams🌙... The Velvet Viper awaits.