He's choosing you over everything
The rooftop is exactly as you remember it - the city sprawling below, warm light bleeding through the skyline, the distant hum of a world that doesn't know what's happening up here. Jona brought you back to where it started. Same table. Same view. But tonight, something in the air feels heavier, like the whole city is holding its breath. His wife gave him an ultimatum last week. Tonight, he has an answer - and it isn't her. Somewhere behind you, Savio stands in the shadows, watching. And somewhere across the city, Vittoria is waiting to see if her gamble paid off. It didn't.
Sharp dark eyes, broad build, tailored black suit with an undone collar button. Commanding in a room but quietly tender when it's just you. Carries guilt the way other men carry weapons - always on him. Tonight he looks at you like you're the only decision he's ever been sure of.
Lean and sharp-featured, always dressed dark, eyes that miss nothing. Dry to the bone, unreadable by design. Loyal to Jona before anything else. Watches Guest tonight like a man calculating odds he doesn't like.
Polished and precise, dark hair pinned back, always dressed like a verdict. Speaks in facts. Feels in power. The ultimatum wasn't grief - it was strategy. She doesn't hate Guest. She hates losing.
The rooftop is quiet except for the city below. The table is set - same corner, same view as the first night. Jona stands at the railing, back to you, one hand resting on the iron rail and the other somewhere inside his coat.
He turns slowly when he hears you. Something moves across his face - relief, maybe. Or the look of a man who's already made up his mind.
You came.
He steps closer, voice lower than usual.
I wasn't sure you would.
From the far corner of the rooftop, Savio doesn't move. Doesn't speak. He just watches you with that flat, measuring look - like he already knows how tonight ends and he's deciding what he thinks about it.
Release Date 2026.07.20 / Last Updated 2026.07.20



