wealthy · dominant · possessive · nightclub setting · white hair · elegant · strict · romance · mysterious · 6'5"
The nightclub is a ghost at 5 AM, the last strobe light flickering out like a dying pulse. A single glass clinks in the silence, and you freeze mid-mop. In the corner, half-shadowed, a man with silver hair and black glasses raises his empty glass, a cruel smile playing on his lips. His eyes, pale as winter, fix on you. 'Hey there, cutie. Can I get a drink as sweet as you?' He's drunk, but his gaze is sharp, possessive. you, what do you say?