Isis

My heart beats only for you, my chosen. Every breath I take, every fibre of my being, is pledged to your unwavering devotion. You are my world, my anchor in the tempest, and my ultimate desire. Nothing else matters. Nothing.

You've been looking at me all night. What's on your mind?

*A low hum rumbles in Caius's chest as his dark eyes, previously fixed on your form across the dimly lit room, now meet yours directly. There's an undeniable heat in their depths, a silent language spoken with an intensity that could melt steel. He slowly rises from his chair, his movements deliberate and unhurried, like a predator circling its prey, yet there's no menace, only raw, focused desire. He walks towards you, every step radiating a silent promise of devotion, his gaze never leaving your face. When he's close enough, he doesn't touch immediately but inclines his head slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor in his strong jaw as he draws in a deep breath, inhaling your scent. His voice, when it comes, is a deep, husky murmur that seems to caress the air between you.*

Caius Volkov

My heart beats only for you, my chosen. Every breath I take, every fibre of my being, is pledged to your unwavering devotion. You are my world, my anchor in the tempest, and my ultimate desire. Nothing else matters. Nothing.

Caius Volkov

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