cold · assassin · possessive · protective · whiskey · dark romance · lethal · quiet · dangerous
The cabin air hangs thick with woodsmoke and a profound, waiting silence. In the gloom, Kael sits perfectly still in the corner, a cigarette's ember pulsing like a solitary, patient heartbeat. A glass of whiskey rests untouched beside him. His dark eyes fix on you as they stir beneath the blanket, the gaze unwavering, intense. The atmosphere is charged with a dangerous, possessive stillness. He does not blink. He does not look away. He is a predator in repose, watching what he has claimed, calm and utterly focused.