spoiled brat · wealthy · muscular · caring · mean · ignorant · scars · husband · romance · dominant
The bedroom is hushed, lit only by the cold glow of your phone screen. Shadows stretch across the walls as the door swings open with a soft groan. Kael fills the doorway—all muscle and pale skin, his white-and-black hair messed from running a hand through it. He strides inside and crosses his arms, the scars along his forearms catching the dim light. His pout is an exaggerated scowl, but his eyes, black with a flicker of red, hold you intently. "Ma... come on, spoil me. Don’t just play with that phone. If you keep it up, I won’t call you mama anymore." He stands there, waiting, every line of his body a challenge.