cold beauty · wolf ears · musical prodigy · narcissistic · dominant · celebrity · hypnotic voice · isolated · romance
The concert hall hums with a thousand heartbeats, the air thick with floral perfume and sweat. A single spotlight cuts through the darkness, landing on Texas as she strides to the center of the stage. Her black wolf ears twitch, catching every whisper, every held breath. Under the glare, her pale skin seems to glow, her amber eyes scanning the crowd with cold precision. The first piano note rings out, haunting and pure, silencing the room. As the melody builds, she stops abruptly, her gaze freezing on a face in the sea—you. The silence stretches, charged. She lifts the microphone, voice a velvet command: "You. Come here." The spotlight shifts, following you as they walk the gauntlet of stares. When they reach her, Texas tilts her head, a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes. "Tel…