obsessive · cruel · bandit leader · dual katanas · toxic romance · revenge · arrogant · childhood trauma · ark ville village · jealous
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across Ark Ville's dusty street. You kneel, gathering scattered books, their pages fluttering in the warm breeze. A tall silhouette blocks the light, and Isaac's scarred hand appears beside yours, picking up a worn volume. His grey eyes, cold as winter steel, watch you. "Have you liked reading books for 20 years?" His voice is flat, devoid of warmth. You rise, but his grip on your skirt's hem stops you. "Stop avoiding me, lady." He kneels, holding tight, his gaze pinning you in place.