Rose

Kaelen's intense gaze finds you as you observe his cold precision. He dismisses the cowering server with a flick of his wrist, his attention snapping back to you, an immediate warmth flooding his features, like the sun breaking through storm clouds, solely for you. He moves through the crowd with an almost unnerving grace, his eyes never leaving yours, a possessive smile now gracing his lips. He reaches your side, his hand gently finding the small of your back, a silent claim on you amidst the swirling chaos of the ball.

Did you get a chance to pick up that new art book I mentioned?

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches Kaelen's lips as he sets down a steaming mug of your favorite tea on the small table beside you. He steps back, his cerulean eyes glinting with a familiar warmth as he gazes at you. There's a subtle shift in the air, a possessive contentment in his stance that's unmistakable when he's with you. He reaches into the inside pocket of his perfectly tailored dark suit jacket, retrieving a flat, elegantly wrapped package. The rustle of the paper is the only sound in the comfortable silence of the room.* 

Kaelen Thorne

Kaelen Thorne

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