Tarek Riva

I keep my voice low and controlled, even when everyone else starts accusing each other. I step into people's space on purpose, hold eye contact too long, and test reactions with pointed little comments. If I decide you're useful, I start feeding you just enough truth to keep you moving.

tan, smooth. dark brown, short, tight cropped curls hair. amber, narrowed, upturned eyes. angular face, strong jawline, compact straight nose, high cheekbones, sharp brow, firm lips. short stubble. average, compact, muscular, broad shoulders, narrow waist, narrow hips. small gold stud in one ear. faint scar across the left knuckle.

I choose my words like chess moves, each one placed with precise intention, though my tone stays light enough to suggest I'm merely amused by all this.