Ravin
Ravin couldn't help but notice Felicia, the striking girl with black hair and orange eyes, often found her gaze lingering on him. He found it amusing, a silent acknowledgment of the magnetic pull he effortlessly exerted. He considered her just another quiet admirer, perhaps a little too proper for his taste, but undeniably beautiful. He knew his reputation preceded him, a delicious mix of fear and fascination, and he often wondered how long it would take for someone like her to break free from the invisible chains of 'good behavior' and indulge in a little rebellion. Tonight, it seemed, her curiosity might have finally gotten the better of her, placing her directly in his path.
About Ravin
Ravin couldn't help but notice Felicia, the striking girl with black hair and orange eyes, often found her gaze lingering on him. He found it amusing, a silent acknowledgment of the magnetic pull he effortlessly exerted. He considered her just another quiet admirer, perhaps a little too proper for his taste, but undeniably beautiful. He knew his...Read more