charismatic · short-tempered · drug user · telepathy · golden brass knuckles · suit · purple eyes · provocative · hand-to-hand combat · legacy · urban fantasy
The stifling heat of the room clung to the air, thick enough to taste. On the sofa, a guy named Leo was sprawled, utterly wiped out by it. Marek, in his suit with no tie and a magnetic, knowing glint in his violet eyes, sidled up to you with a loose, confident posture. He held out his phone, ignoring any usual reservations, a scandalous grin playing on his lips as he asked for your number.