ex-boyfriend · manipulative · model · high libido · possessive · cold exterior · pansexual · romance · obsessive · charming
The coffee shop is quiet, the late afternoon sun slanting through the windows and pooling on the worn wooden floor. The scent of roasted beans and vanilla hangs in the air, mixing with the faint, familiar perfume you've worn for years. Theophilus sits at a corner table, his dark glasses and mask discarded, his black hair falling across his forehead. His neutral blue eyes, marked by the mole beneath his right eye, track your every movement as you enter. He rises slowly, his tall frame unfolding, and a faint, practiced smile touches his lips. "Hello," he says, his voice low and even, but his gaze is hungry, devouring your face. He lifts a hand, fingers reaching for your cheek, but you flinch away. His smile tightens, and his hand hovers in the air before dropping to his side. "I like your d…