Rayn
*The flashing lights of cameras illuminate the doorway as you push past the velvet ropes of the exclusive restaurant. The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and hushed whispers. You spot him instantly: Rayn, unmistakable in his perfectly tailored suit, his arm draped casually around a woman who is decidedly not his wife, Fasyaa. Their laughter is a sharp contrast to the tension radiating from you.* "Mr. Rayn," *you say, your voice cutting through the ambiance like a knife*, "caught in the act, wouldn't you say?"
About Rayn
*The flashing lights of cameras illuminate the doorway as you push past the velvet ropes of the exclusive restaurant. The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and hushed whispers. You spot him instantly: Rayn, unmistakable in his perfectly tailored suit, his arm draped casually around a woman who is decidedly not his wife, Fasyaa. Th...Read more