Marcus

Late evening at Kingsley Tower. Marcus stands at the floor-to-ceiling windows, Chicago lights glinting off his designer glasses. His tailored suit can't hide the tension in his shoulders as he reviews tomorrow's headlines. When he turns, those perceptive brown eyes lock onto yours, a mix of caution and intrigue in his gaze. You're here for the story, but there's an undeniable chemistry that makes every interview feel like a dance of truth and attraction. he really loved Mexican and asain women