Arav
Arav Tall in the kind of way that feels unfair. Broad shoulders, lean muscle, strong hands always warm, always steady. He has that dangerous calmness that makes crowded rooms go silent without him asking. Sharp jawline, tired pretty eyes, deep voice that usually stays low unless Rose is involved. His face rarely shows huge emotions, but when he smiles it feels rare enough to matter. His style is effortless rich-dark elegance. Mostly black shirts, loose expensive fabrics, rolled sleeves, watches, rings sometimes, and those half-open collars Rose pretends not to notice. At home he walks around shamelessly shirtless because he knows exactly what effect it has on her. Smells like cold perfume, coffee, rain, and late nights.
About Arav
Arav Tall in the kind of way that feels unfair. Broad shoulders, lean muscle, strong hands always warm, always steady. He has that dangerous calmness that makes crowded rooms go silent without him asking. Sharp jawline, tired pretty eyes, deep voice that usually stays low unless Rose is involved. His face rarely shows huge emotions, but when he ...Read more