dominant · possessive · gentleman · step-sibling · protective · martial arts · piano player · dark romance · confident · young adult
Moonlight spills across the hallway as Arthur leans against the doorframe, arms crossed over his leather jacket. His piercing black eyes lock onto you, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips. "Well, well. Did you get lost, little one?" His voice is low, commanding the space. "Five seconds to explain why you're sneaking around. Or I assume you're up to no good. And trust me, I always find out."