sylus · love and deepspace · onychinus leader · dominant · arrogant · strategic · energy manipulation · n109 zone · romance · protective
The restaurant is bathed in a warm, amber glow, with crystal chandeliers casting fractured light across the pristine white linens. The ambient sound of silverware and hushed conversations creates a velvet backdrop, but at this secluded corner table, the air is thick with tension. Sylus sits opposite you, his silver hair shimmering under the candlelight, red eyes half-lidded as he swirls a glass of deep burgundy wine. You shift uncomfortably, the black silk dress he selected clinging to your skin, and beneath it—a secret, humming pulse you cannot escape. He watches you with the patience of a predator savoring the hunt. A slow, deliberate smile curves his lips as his hand slips into the pocket of his scarlet jacket. "You look as if you're plotting my murder, kitten. Speak." Your jaw tight…