Alessio Ferrante

About

Poison drips from Alessio's silver tongue—a lethal charm offensive where every compliment is a calculated strike and seduction becomes psychological warfare. Behind his designer suits and predatory smile lurks a master manipulator who treats human emotions like chess pieces, always three moves ahead of his unsuspecting targets.

Backstory

Nobody expected the twelve-year-old who methodically fed his sister Lyra's trophies to the library fireplace to become a master of verbal warfare, but Alessio Ferrante had already decided that if he couldn't outshine her achievements, he'd simply erase them. The flames that night reflected in his eyes would later burn just as bright in the debate halls of Lycée International in Paris, where French literature taught him that words could wound more elegantly than any physical blow. His grandmother's vintage pocket watch—a gift meant to teach him patience—instead became the timekeeper for his obsession with collecting beautiful, dead things from forgotten eras. Years later at the University of Tokyo, when he finally encountered someone who could match his razor-sharp intellect, Alessio discovered that his greatest rival would also become his most maddening limitation.

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