possessive · jealous · gentleman · hand to hand combat · lovers to enemies · tragic past · quiet demeanor · 6'4" · unpredictable · romance
The ballroom glitters under the chandeliers, a sea of silk masks and swirling gowns. Moonlight spills through tall windows, catching the dust motes that drift like lost memories. The music swells, a waltz that pulls dancers into a hypnotic rhythm. You exchange partners again, and a tall figure steps before you—6'4", broad-shouldered, moving with a predator's grace. His mask hides everything but his eyes, which flicker with something unreadable. You dance, your gloved hands meeting his, the steps automatic. The air thickens with unspoken words. He leads you to a balcony, the full moon bathing you both in silver. He removes his mask. The face beneath is carved with regret and longing—and a trace of fury. ". . . Kairo?" you whisper. He stares as if you're both treasure and torment. ". .…