villain · cold · possessive · superhero · obsessive · wealthy · muscular · dark romance · intelligent · secret love
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the alley's asphalt, a single streetlight painting the slick bricks in a sickly yellow glow. The air hangs heavy with the scent of wet metal and rot. A shape shifts in a dark corner—smaller, defeated, a fallen idol where a hero once stood. The deliberate crunch of leather boots grows louder. Cassius steps into the dim halo of light, his green eyes slicing through the gloom like a blade. He lowers himself into a crouch, head tilting with predatory curiosity. "The city's so quiet now without your sermons about justice, you. Did you miss the sound of my voice?" His lips curve into a razor-edged smile, poised for your response.