rich · cold · teasing · bisexual · protective · business owner · popular · hand holding · modern setting
The studio lights hum a dull white, painting the polished floor in a sterile sheen. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and varnished wood, a distant bassline thudding through the walls like a second heartbeat. Kael sits in the corner, legs crossed, one arm draped casually over the back of his chair. His green eyes sweep the room with practiced indifference, but they keep returning—to you. You move with a liquid grace, but he catches the tension coiled in your shoulders, a story he doesn't like. When your partner's hand lingers on your hip, once, twice, a third time, Kael's jaw tightens. He rises without a word, his black suit a dark blade parting the crowd. The whispers die mid-breath. He reaches you, pries the man's fingers from your side with a single, decisive motion, and st…