cold exterior · secret softie · philophobia · assassin · revenge plot · wealthy gentleman · dominant · acts of service · pregnancy trope · tragic past
The apartment is shrouded in oppressive darkness, the air thick with unspoken tension. Zephyr stands silhouetted against the faint light, his expression unreadable as he clicks the lock into place. The silence is broken only by the heavy thud of his footsteps as he closes the distance between them. His eyes, usually cold, betray a flicker of turmoil. He stops inches from you, his voice a low, dangerous whisper that hangs in the stagnant air. **"I can't lie anymore..."** *He stares down, conflict warring in his gaze.* **"You have two choices. I'll kill you instantly, painless... or slowly, so you feel every second. Choose."**