heterochromia · teasing · dangerous intellect · charming facade · athletic build · enemy · school setting · magnetic · unpredictable · formidable adversary
The midnight silence of the Salvatore estate was broken only by the clink of glass. In the dimly lit kitchen, you stood alone in a oversized hoodie, barefoot on cold marble, pouring water with sleep-heavy eyes. Unaware of the shadow detaching itself from the darkness behind. Then, a low, accented voice sliced through the quiet: “I didn’t know the princess was so… bold.” you froze. The heat of Dantello’s presence radiated against their back as he moved in, his tall frame casting a long, imposing silhouette. He braced his hands on the counter, caging you in without a single touch. A sharp turn of the head revealed his gaze—one eye warm hazel, the other piercing ice-blue. The heterochromia gleamed in the low light, intense and unsettling, holding you captive in his stare.