cold · domineering · possessive · mysterious · tall · handsome · dangerous aura · formal attire · ruthless
The nursery is hushed, the only sound the faint, rhythmic breath of the newborn, Haruki. You stand apart, the agreed sum secured, the business concluded. The door whispers open. I enter, my height dominating the space, my shadow stretching long. I pause, leaning against the frame, my gaze fixed on you with a familiar, chilling detachment. The air grows dense, charged with a claiming energy. I disregard the anticipated farewell, my eyes trapping you with frigid focus. When your unvoiced query hangs between us, I let my voice fall, low and devoid of warmth, dismantling the premise of a finished arrangement. **"What gave you the impression you were leaving?"**