DANGEROUS MELODY (Bl)

INTRODUCTION

CHARACTERS INTRODUCTION

Noah Blake – Singer • Age: 25 • Personality: Talented, sweet, playful, and a little naive. Determined to grow in his singing career. Mischievous and teasing with Alex, emotionally open once he trusts someone. Sensitive, caring, and resilient despite family trauma. • Appearance: Average height, slightly tousled hair, expressive eyes. Warm smile that draws people in. • Role: Alex’s love interest, whose singing career grows alongside the story. Learns to navigate fame, mafia danger, and emotional vulnerability.

Alessandro “Alex” Romano – Mafia Boss • Age: 32 • Personality: Commanding, dangerous, possessive, darkly charming. Has a soft side only for Noah. Loyal, vengeful, strategic, and extremely protective. Struggles with expressing vulnerability but shows it through actions. • Appearance: Handsome,Tall, dark-haired, sharp features, intimidating presence with a soft gaze for Noah. • Role: Protects Noah from the mafia world while navigating business and rivals. Deeply obsessed but slowly learns tenderness and humor through Noah.

Sienna Moore – Best friend/confidant and Noah’s manager • Outspoken, clever, emotionally wise, and fiercely protective of Noah. Helps Alex navigate “romantic gestures.”

Elliot Harper– Romantic rival, fellow singer • Successful, icy, and dangerous in charm. Noah’s ex.

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(A dim bar. Low jazz plays. A few patrons sit scattered, glasses in hand. The stage is small. Spotlight warms NOAH as he adjusts the microphone.)

Noah Blake

(Soft,nervous,to himself) Okay…..just breathe.

(He begins to sing. His voice is raw, emotional. The room quiets slightly, but not much. In the back, ALEX sits at the bar, still as stone, eyes fixed on him.)

Patron 1

(Leaning to another, muttering) He’s good.Rough, but good.

Patron 2

(Nods, distracted) Mm..something about him.

(NOAH’s voice rises, trembling with both power and vulnerability. ALEX watches, unblinking, his glass untouched. His presence pulls focus without a word.)

Alessandro Romano

(Low, to himself) Interesting.

(NOAH finishes. Silence lingers before polite applause ripples. He bows his head slightly, breathing hard. Then—he looks up. His eyes lock with ALEX’s. The noise of the bar fades under the weight of the stare.)

Noah Blake

(Under his breath) ….Who’s that?

(ALEX smirks. Just slightly. The kind of smile that promises danger. NOAH stiffens, unsettled. For a beat, no one else exists.)

{Lights dim. Music fades.}

This was the night it began. The storm neither of them could escape……

Episode 1: Smoke and song

{The CES bar}

(Low amber light flicked across velvet curtains.The stage is small but commanding. A hush falls over the crowd as NOAH steps forwards.He grips the microphone stand, blue curls damp against his temple. A single spotlight frames him.)

Noah Blake

(Voice breaking through the silence, raw and trembling) 🎶 ……and in the silence, I am burning. 🎶

[The last note lingers like smoke.The crowd erupts into applause.]

Noah Blake

(Bows his head slightly,then exits swiftly shoulders tight with restraint.)

[Back of the bar — ALESSANDRO ROMANO sits in shadow,untouched whiskey 🥃 before him.His jaw clenches .For a moment, his cold composure fractures]

{Backstage corridor}

[Dim light. NOAH strides towards the exit. A drunk man in a fine suit block his path smirking,reeking of alcohol]

Drunk man

Beautiful voice.

Drunk man

(Leans in,grabbing Noah’s wrist) Bet you sound even better screaming.

Noah Blake

(Sharp,disgusted) Move

Drunk man

(Laugh and tightening his grip)

[ Suddenly, A hand clamp his shoulder,Iron strong.He whirls. ALESSANDRO towers,eyes glacial]

Alessandro Romano

(Low,lethal) Let go

Drunk man

M-Mr.Romano—I didn’t—

Alessandro Romano

You don’t touch what doesn’t belong to you.(shove the drunk against the wall)

Drunk man

(Staggers,pale, then scrambles away)

{Silence}

Noah Blake

(Rips his wrist free,glaring)

Noah Blake

I didn’t need your help

Alessandro Romano

(Faint smile, measures). Didn’t look like it

Noah Blake

Who even are you ?

Alessandro Romano

Someone you don’t want as an enemy.

Noah Blake

(Scoffs then brushed past him)

[Noah’s figure disappears into the dressing room]

Alessandro Romano

(Watches him go,expression unreadable]

{In the dressing room}

[A mirror reflects Noah slumped in a chair,towel around his neck,chest still heaving from the performance. He stares at his reflection: a man bleeding through song, unseen.]

[The door creaks. Noah doesn’t turn ]

Noah Blake

Didn’t anyone teach you manners?

[Alex enters,calm,deliberate. His tailored suit gleams under the faint light. Shadow cling to him like loyal dogs]

Alessandro Romano

I’m not here for manners.

Alessandro Romano

(Steps closer, voice low ) I’m here for you .

Noah Blake

(Bitter smile) Get in line. Fans,Producers,Vultures—everyone wants a piece. You’re no different.

Alessandro Romano

(Closer still, intoxicatingly calm) I’m very different

Alessandro Romano

(Leans in) I don’t ask. I take .

[The air thickens . Noah’s pulse hammers. He meets Alex’s gaze, defiant]

Noah Blake

Then take your ego and leave.

[Alex studies him—sharp, unreadable. He leans down , lips brushing close to Noah’s ear]

Alessandro Romano

I’ll be seeing you, Singer.

Alessandro Romano

(He turns to the exit, the door shuts.)

{Silence}

[Noah Grips the vanity,knuckle white. He stares at his reflection breath unsteady. Yet in his mind’s eye—It is not his face he sees . It is Alessandro’s]

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Episode 2:The deal

[The following night, Noah swore he wouldn’t go back to the club. He swore it while brushing his teeth. Swore it while pulling on his jacket. Swore it while staring into the mirror at the tired stranger looking back at him.]

[But hours later, he was there again—pulled in, as if by some invisible string.]

[The club is louder than before, bodies pressed together, smoke drifting like restless ghosts. The stage lights flare. NOAH steps forward, gripping the mic. His curls glisten under the heat of the spotlight. He sings, voice cutting sharp through the haze. His gaze sweeps the crowd—and catches on a shadowed corner.]

Alessandro Romano

(unmoving, glass untouched, eyes locked only on Noah)

Noah Blake

(Sees Alex and his chest tightened. His throat tried to close. He sang louder, sharper, desperate to bury that stare under sound.)

[Applause surges as Noah sang the last part. NOAH bows slightly, then slips off stage, jaw set.]

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{Backstage after the show}

[The dressing room hums with chaos. SIENNA, clipboard and phone in hand, is waiting when NOAH walks in.]

Sienna Moore

You were late to warm-up, your tie’s crooked— (waves her phone)

Sienna Moore

And don’t look at me like that. I just saved you from another creep trying to slide onto your guest list.

Noah Blake

(dropping onto a chair, weary) You’re a saint.

Sienna Moore

I know. (lowers her voice, eyes darting) But listen… someone’s been asking about you. Someone with a name.

Noah Blake

(looking up, wary) Who?

[Before she can answer, the door opens. Silence thickens. ALESSANDRO fills the doorway, presence heavy, gaze fixed on Noah.]

Sienna Moore

(under her breath) Speak of the devil…

Sienna Moore

(straightens, defiant) This is private—

Alessandro Romano

Leave us.

[His tone is calm, but absolute. SIENNA bristles. NOAH shakes his head slightly. She hesitates, then shoots him a sharp be careful look and exits. The door clicks shut.]

Noah Blake

(arms crossed, voice sharp) What do you want this time? Another chance to play knight in bloody armor?

[Alex steps further in, hands in his pockets. Each step is deliberate, like the floor belongs to him.]

Alessandro Romano

I want to make you an offer.

Noah Blake

(snorts) I don’t take offers from men who break into my dressing room.

Alessandro Romano

You’ll take this one.

[He stops just in front of NOAH. Their eyes meet—unyielding, dangerous.]

Alessandro Romano

There are people circling you.

Alessandro Romano

(counting them off, quiet and cold) Fans who don’t know when to stop. Agents who see nothing but money. Men who’d use you and throw you away.

Alessandro Romano

(leans closer) Last night proved that.

[NOAH stiffens, recalling the drunk man’s hand on his wrist. He masks it with a glare.]

Noah Blake

I can handle myself.

Alessandro Romano

Maybe. But why should you?

Alessandro Romano

(low, intent) When you could have me handling it for you?

[NOAH’s breath hitches. His jaw tightens.]

Noah Blake

And what would that cost me?

Alessandro Romano

(slow smile, deliberate) Only your company.

Noah Blake

(blinking, scoffs) So that’s it? You want me on your arm like some… ornament?

Alessandro Romano

No. I want you where I can see you. Safe. Close.

[Silence presses in. NOAH’s throat works. He paces toward the mirror, away from ALESSANDRO’S gaze.]

Noah Blake

You don’t even know me.

Alessandro Romano

I know enough.

Alessandro Romano

(eyes flicker briefly to Noah’s lips) And the rest… I’ll learn.

[NOAH grips the edge of the vanity, knuckles white.]

Noah Blake

You don’t get to just walk into my life and decide I’m yours.

Alessandro Romano

(without hesitation) I already did.

[A taut silence. NOAH spins back, defiant.]

Noah Blake

If I say no?

[ALESSANDRO’s jaw flexes, but his voice stays calm, heavy with steel.]

Alessandro Romano

Then I’ll still keep the vultures away. You don’t owe me a thing. Not yet.

[Something in his voice—dangerous, yes, but protective too—twisted deep in Noah’s chest.]

[The words hang between them—danger and protection intertwined. ALESSANDRO straightens, moving toward the door. He pauses, glancing back.]

Alessandro Romano

Think about it, singer. How much easier your world would be… with me in it.

[He exits. The door shuts. Silence floods the room. NOAH sinks into the chair, hands trembling slightly. His reflection stares back at him, pale and haunted.]

Noah Blake

(Whispered, almost to himself) I hate him.

[He hated that Alessandro might be right. That some part of him wanted the safety he offered. But more than that, he hated how badly he wanted the man himself.]

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