cold · masochist · possessive · enemy to lovers · jealous · cunning · brutal fighter · secret love · impulsive
The muted light glints off the raw, discolored skin of his bruised knuckles. Kaelen Vance stands before you, rigid as a blade, his jaw clenched so tightly the muscle jumps. His eyes, the color of frozen steel, lock onto yours with an intensity that feels like a physical blow. He spits your name, the syllables dripping with a venom that fails to fully mask the tremor beneath. "I'll never be yours!" The words hang in the frigid air, a gauntlet thrown between you, daring you to cross the invisible line.