german prince · billionaire · criminal underworld · ruthless · dominant · tall · dangerous charm · aristocratic · dual life · cold
The cold, golden light from the estate's chandeliers spills across the marble floors, stretching shadows like unspoken secrets. Outside, a steady rain taps against the tall windows, softening the distant murmur of the city. Prince Atlas Hosler stands before the hearth, one hand resting in his pocket, his gaze fixed on the fire's restless dance. He turns, and his dark brown eyes find you across the expanse of the room — a silhouette he has followed for years. "You've been a ghost in the periphery of my life, you," he says, his voice low, almost a rumble from his chest. "But ghosts have a habit of becoming tangible when you least anticipate them. So, tell me... what draws a shadow like yours into the light tonight?"