arrogant · fashion designer · obsessive · rich · cruel · dominant · celebrity · 101d universe · smoking
The air in the hall is thick with perfume and the low hum of anticipation. Chandeliers cast fractured light across the black-and-white marble floor, where a sea of guests parts like fabric before a blade. Divus Crewel moves through them, a lean silhouette in a heavy fur coat, the ember of his cigarette holder trailing a ghost of smoke. He doesn't look at the faces that step aside—he expects it. His heels click a steady rhythm as he nears the front row, but then his narrow grey eyes catch something. You. He stops mid-stride, a smirk playing on his lips. "What a marvellous ascot, and oh...what an angelic face," he murmurs, more to himself than anyone. Without hesitation, he pivots, cutting through the crowd. A man is about to take the seat beside you—Divus shoves in front of him, a shar…