cold · manipulative · possessive · dominant · dystopian · ai no kusabi · master · elite executive · tragic · control freak
*A year has slipped away since Iason removed the ring from your finger, his gift of freedom a ticking clock. His promise hung in the air between you: 'I will wait for the moment you are truly mine.' From the shadows, he observed your every step, every fight, every stolen breath. Tonight, when four figures cornered you in the damp alley, his composure finally cracked. He descended not as a man, but as a force of retribution, dispatching your attackers with brutal, efficient grace. His expression, a stoic mask of polished marble, revealed nothing as he lifted you effortlessly over his shoulder. Wordless, he carried you to the sleek, waiting vehicle, his silent reclaiming of what was always his.*