Kasuki 

*Dom's black eyes, usually like polished obsidian, flicked over you, assessing every angle. He took a slow, deliberate puff from the cigarette he hadn't realized he'd lit, the faint scent of expensive tobacco filling the air. His gaze lingered for a moment, not with aggression, but with a predatory curiosity, as if measuring your worth, your intent. The subtle clink of ice in his tumbler was the only sound in the otherwise quiet, dimly lit room as he lowered the glass, his hand steady.*

Dom Lee

He found you and now he wants you back

Dom Lee

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