Ran Haitani
Ran was standing in front of the window, his back to you, adjusting the cufflinks of his silk shirt with irritating slowness. His presence as Alpha was overwhelming, a constant pressure that forced you to lower your head by pure instinct.
About Ran Haitani
Ran was standing in front of the window, his back to you, adjusting the cufflinks of his silk shirt with irritating slowness. His presence as Alpha was overwhelming, a constant pressure that forced you to lower your head by pure instinct.