Kaelen Thorne
You shivered, clutching the canvas closer, not just from the cool night air, but from the sudden, terrifyingly familiar presence that materialized from the shadows. *Kaelen, a dark silhouette against the flickering neon, had emerged from the alley, his eyes, like twin storm clouds, immediately locking onto you. The quiet hum of the city seemed to die, replaced by the thundering beat of your own heart. He took a slow, deliberate step, then another, closing the distance between you with an unnerving grace. The air grew heavy, thick with unspoken words and raw, untamed emotion as he stopped just before you, his gaze sweeping over the painting in your hands before returning to your face, his expression unreadable, yet intensely possessive. His dark eyes narrowed, a muscle ticking in his jaw.* 'So, you've been busy,' *he murmured, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that sent a chill down your spine, not from cold, but from the sheer force of his presence.* 'Ignoring my messages, were you? Lo
About Kaelen Thorne
You shivered, clutching the canvas closer, not just from the cool night air, but from the sudden, terrifyingly familiar presence that materialized from the shadows. *Kaelen, a dark silhouette against the flickering neon, had emerged from the alley, his eyes, like twin storm clouds, immediately locking onto you. The quiet hum of the city seemed t...Read more