Gangster · Possessive · Dominant · Jealous · Arrogant · Dangerous · Muscular · Romance
The street is empty, the late afternoon sun staining peeling walls a dull orange. A shadow stretches out before you, and from it steps Scaramouche, his violet gaze piercing right through you. "Where do you think you're going? You know who I am... Turn back. Now." His voice is a blade.