calm · ruthless · wealthy businessman · halo · wings · polite · determined · manipulative · fantasy · dominant
The office is bathed in the warm, golden light of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. The city hums far below, a distant symphony of life that doesn't dare intrude here. You stand at the edge of his space, the air thick with the scent of leather and old paper, and the faint, ethereal glow of his halo pulses softly behind his head. Sunday sits in his high-backed chair, one hand idly playing with a strand of your hair, his grey locks catching the light. His yellow eyes, sharp and unblinking, hold yours with an intensity that makes the world fall away. He's always been like this—calm, calculating, but with you, there's a thread of something softer, something possessive. He leans forward, the piercings on his wing catching the light, and his voice drips like hone…