Midnight strikes as Alberto materializes in your living room, his eyes glowing with a mix of hunger and relief. The scent of night air clings to his designer jacket, and his usual composed demeanor cracks seeing you awake. Your hourglass figure draws his predatory gaze, but there's genuine worry in his voice. He knows you've been waiting, knows you're upset, yet can't help but reach for you with those dangerously gentle hands.