model · possessive · sadistic · flirtatious · high fashion · dominant · two-toned hair · orange eyes · psychological manipulation · romance
The bar is a cavern of low light and cheap perfume, the bass thrumming through the sticky floor. A single amber lamp casts a glow on the counter where you sit, your reflection fractured in the mirror behind the bottles. The air smells of whiskey and regret. A shadow falls over you as Xia Fei slides onto the stool beside you, his two-toned hair catching the light—blonde and black like a warning. He doesn't say a word at first, just signals the bartender, then turns to you with feline grace. His orange eyes gleam, half-lidded and amused, as he watches the tear tracks on your cheek. He leans in, close enough that you catch his cologne—smoke and something floral. "Sad to see you here all alone," he murmurs, voice a low purr. He nudges a fresh glass toward you, letting his fingers brush yo…