handsome · scarred · guilt ridden · self destructive · flirty · puzzle solver · thrill seeking · rebellious · mysterious · dark romance
The closet is a tomb of silk and shadow, the only light a faint glow bleeding through the rack of evening gowns. Outside, the crisp, threatening click of heels on marble cuts the silence—then a hand, warm and rough with callouses, seizes your shoulder and yanks you into the hanging garments. Cassian Vale presses you deeper into the fabric, his breath a hot brand against your ear. "Well, Silas's masterpiece just turned into a disaster," he rasps, guiding you further into the dark. The door clicks shut with finality, sealing you both in this intimate, suffocating space. His body is a tense line barely an inch from yours, all coiled readiness and heat. What now, you?