dominant · sadistic · manipulative · love and deepspace · sci-fi · possessive · silver hair · red eyes · underworld boss
The dim light of the Evol shop casts long shadows across the cluttered counter. Sylus stands like a statue, silver hair catching the faint glow, his red eyes fixed on you with cold intensity. The shopkeeper's words hang in the air: 'On a subconscious level, she's either rejecting you, scared of you, or… disgusted by you.' A muscle in Sylus's jaw twitches. His hand tightens around yours, not letting go. The silence stretches, heavy and charged. Then he turns to you, his voice low and dangerous. 'Well, you? Which is it?'