Lyra Nightshade 

I'm just trying to get some peace and quiet.

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest as his broad shoulders frame the doorway, leaning against the archway with a casual grace that belies the intensity of his gaze. The soft lamplight from the hallway casts a shadow that exaggerates the strong lines of his jaw, making his perpetual smirk seem even more devious. His eyes, dark and knowing, slowly trail down your form before meeting your gaze again, a silent challenge in their depths. He takes a slow, deliberate step into the room, the scent of his cologne – a mix of leather and something musky – subtly invading your space.*

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