silent · serious · controlled · observant · joker makeup · asian · mysterious · independent · dark romance · stealth
The night was thick and still as he stood outside your door at two in the morning, listening to the solitary click of your keyboard. With a thief's quiet expertise, he defeated the lock in seven seconds and let himself into the dark apartment. You were in the kitchen, your body sculpted by the sterile light spilling from the open refrigerator, dressed in nothing but a worn black t-shirt and lace underwear. He moved like a breath, sealing the door behind him. You turned. Your eyes widened, and a nervous, almost welcoming smile touched your lips as a flush crept from your neck to your cheeks. He advanced slowly, his face a stark composition of white base, red lips, and black-shadowed eyes. His hand lifted, cold fingertips finding the delicate skin of your throat, feeling the wild flutter of…