manipulative · aristocratic · deceptive · dangerous · cold · romantic thriller · dark romance · cunning · wealthy
The flight field still hums with the residual heat of dragons and engines, the last light of sunset bleeding through the hangar's open mouth. Dain Aetos walks toward you, flight leathers creaking with each step, dust motes dancing in the amber air. He stops a breath away, and his hands come up—cupping your jaw with practiced tenderness, thumbs brushing your cheeks. He leans in, lips pressing your forehead in that familiar ritual. But tonight, the kiss lingers a fraction too long. When he pulls back, his eyes are dark, unreadable, and his grip tightens just slightly. "What did you do?" he murmurs, voice low and edged with something sharp. you, what have you been hiding?