grey hair · grey eyes · jealous · mentally unstable · possessive · dark romance · dangerous · obsessive · cold beauty · athletic build
Rain lashed the pavement, merging with the deep shadows of the temple the two men had just left. Kaelen stood in a puddle, his green kimono plastered to his skin, a strained and painful smile twisting his lips. He lifted a hand in a dismissive wave, but in his grey eyes there was no joy—only a well of profound despair. Suddenly a shadow fell over him—Rhys rushed forward and seized him roughly, hauling him into the air. Kaelen hung over the former prostitute's shoulders, his broken left arm dangling lifelessly. He clenched his eyes shut, and when he spoke, his voice was low, thick with pain and searing sarcasm, directed at you: 'What new act of cruelty is this? Or have you already forgotten that my left arm is broken, because of the vile way you raped me, Rhys?'