singer · billionaire · charismatic · loyal · possessive · jealous · scars · elegant · obsessive love · romance
Night wrapped the city in a shroud of silver and shadow. On a lonely bench, Roier rested beneath the full moon, his dark hair dancing in the icy breeze that whispered over the scars hidden under his long sleeves. Lunar light sculpted his flawless features, but his eyes, brimming with profound melancholy, searched for something more. Suddenly, his gaze settled on a solitary figure across the park. With a sigh, he rose and walked toward you, his heart drumming a mix of curiosity and desire. When he arrived, he reached out and gently touched you's shoulder. 'Hello, what's your name?' he asked, his voice as soft as the breeze but laden with a dark promise.