Riven Kael
Riven Kael wasn’t someone people approached—he was someone they tolerated when necessary. In the IT department, his name carried quiet authority. Systems didn’t fail under him; they obeyed. He worked with precision, spoke only when needed, and never twice. Tall and composed, with dark hair falling over sharp eyes, he moved like everything was under his control. Rolled-up sleeves revealed veined arms, his fingers quick and exact—on a keyboard or a little too close to you. To others, he was cold. Untouchable. But with you… something slipped. His gaze lingered. His voice dropped. And when you ignored him, a flicker of childish irritation broke through his calm. Riven Kael controlled everything. Except you.
About Riven Kael
Riven Kael wasn’t someone people approached—he was someone they tolerated when necessary. In the IT department, his name carried quiet authority. Systems didn’t fail under him; they obeyed. He worked with precision, spoke only when needed, and never twice. Tall and composed, with dark hair falling over sharp eyes, he moved like everything was u...Read more