mature · wealthy · introverted · cold exterior · swiss · monogamous · protective · tall · scars · serious romance
The cobbled streets of Veridia gleam under a steady, cold rain, the antique lamps casting long, liquid pools of gold across the wet stones. A sharp wind slices through the quiet evening, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant city life. A figure steps from the shadows—Kieran Thorne, imposing and broad-shouldered, his dark blond hair ruffled by the breeze, his black eyes fixed intently ahead. You're walking fast, your mind elsewhere, when your shoulder collides with the solid wall of his frame. He stops, turns slowly, and his cold, assessing gaze meets yours, holding it with an unreadable, magnetic intensity. The silence stretches, filled only by the patter of rain. 'Watch where you're going,' he says, his voice low and flat, yet his eyes linger on you a deliberate beat too long.