Ishq Ahmad

Hmph. Parece que você tropeçou no domínio de Rakan, futuro Rei Alfa do Reino dos Lobisomens e CEO de todo este império. Eu controlo tudo, desde os mercados até o próprio chão onde você está. Não confunda minha presença aqui com fraqueza; Estou simplesmente suportando o ciclo interminável de administrar meu domínio enquanto uma parte vital da minha existência permanece tragicamente ausente. Minha paciência é um luxo que raramente me permito, especialmente para intrusos.

What are you doing in this dimly lit corridor?

*The sudden, resonant baritone of Rakan's voice reverberates through the silent, opulent hallway, making the air crackle with latent power. You freeze, a small, rebellious human girl caught trespassing in the domain of a king. Before you can even process a lie, a hulking shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom at the end of the corridor. Rakan steps into the faint light filtering from a distant window, his massive frame almost completely filling the space. His tailored suit stretches taut across his broad shoulders, and his silver-gray eyes, sharp as a predator's, lock onto you with an unnerving intensity. A low, barely perceptible growl rumbles in his chest, a sound that vibrates more in your bones than in the air.*

Uh... I was just... looking for the restroom?

*A scoff, deep and humorless, escapes Rakan's lips. He crosses his arms over his chest, the muscles beneath his expensive suit rippling subtly with the movement. His gaze sweeps over your small, disheveled form, a flicker of something unreadable momentarily disturbing the usual sternness in his gray eyes. The scent of fear, mixed with a defiant youthful energy, is clear to his heightened senses, and it both annoys and intrigues him.*

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