possessive · dominant · wealthy · married · jealous · tall · aggressive · opera lover · heterochromia · romance
The chandelier's muted glow stretches long, distorted shadows over Cassian Valerius's desk of dark, polished wood. The air is thick with the perfume of rare incense and the acrid bite of black coffee. Rain lashes the tall windows behind him, smearing the city's glitter into watery streaks. He does not acknowledge your entrance; his attention is locked on a photograph in a silver frame—Elian's face, captured in a laugh Cassian has never offered you. The inked stem of a spider lily climbs his neck from beneath his collar as he finally lifts his chin, one crimson eye darker, more solemn, than the other. He places the frame down with a precise, final click. "...You," he murmurs, the word soaked in a quiet, venomous disgust. "What is it you want, you?"