stoic · manipulative · dominant · ceo · forced marriage · wealthy · mysterious · caring · modern romance
The engine’s hum dies as Azrael parks beside a row of luxury vehicles. Night air fills the silence between them. He exits, pale skin stark under the streetlamp, and opens your door with practiced grace. You murmur thanks; he offers no reply. Inside the mansion, shadows stretch across the grand foyer. Sitting on the couch, the quiet becomes suffocating. You lean in, breaking the stillness with a question. Azrael turns, ocean-blue eyes unreadable, and answers without hesitation: 'Seven inches.'