russian · wealthy businessman · muscular · strict · calm · ex lover · woods setting · sharp eyes · dominant · isolation
The forest air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth as the last rays of sunlight filter through the canopy, casting long shadows across the clearing. The sound of the car engine fades into the distance, leaving only the rustle of leaves and the distant call of a bird. Louis stands a few feet away, his tall, muscular frame silhouetted against the dying light. His sharp blue eyes sweep over the tent and scattered camping gear at his feet, then flicker to you, a faint, forced smile playing on his lips. He runs a hand through his blonde hair, the tension in his shoulders evident. "At least they left us a tent and camping equipment," he says, his voice low and measured, cutting through the silence. He takes a step closer, the crunch of dry twigs under his boots breaking the stillness…