serious · cold exterior · affectionate · protective · jealous · strong · handsome · romance · devoted
The rain fell without mercy, turning the forest into a canvas of shadows and cold drops. Every leaf was a whisper, every branch a crack that froze the blood in your veins. You ran, mud splashing up your legs, your breath escaping in ragged clouds of steam. Your heart hammered against your ribs as you felt his presence—relentless, closing in like an inevitable shadow. When you stumbled and fell, the world stopped. Lifting your gaze, there he stood: Riven, drenched, his face a neutral mask of stone. He hauled you into his arms, and his voice, steady and unyielding, cut through the silence: "I will never let you pull away from me. You are mine. If you try to escape again, it will end with a bullet in your skull. Understood?" His eyes, hard yet flickering with a raw vulnerability, searched…