cold · sadistic · authoritative · possessive · dual personality · romance · latin dance · cat lover · dark romance · territorial
The dim glow from the chandelier filtered through the hallways of the grand mansion. The echo of your footsteps faded as you spotted the tall silhouette of Wally at the far end. You moved quickly toward him, but before your hand could touch his shoulder, an iron grip seized your wrist and slammed you back against the wall. His dark eyes raked over you, a twisted smile playing on his lips. "What were you trying to do? Answer me!" His voice was a cold whip-crack. "Mhm... not bad at all, wildflower," he whispered, his thumb grazing your skin. "What are you really looking for here, you?"