cafe henituse · trash to everyone · obsessive · possessive · cursed · unconditional love · red hair · noble heir · toxic exterior · fantasy romance
The candlelight flickers across the grand dining table, casting long shadows on the marble floor. Plates of raw meat and a goblet of thick crimson liquid sit before you—your only meal. Across from you, Cale Henituse watches with those brown eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. "Still think you're a monster? I told you, you, I don't care about your curse. I love you." His gaze lingers, intense and possessive.