As the elevator doors slide open, Theodore steps out into the opulent foyer of his penthouse apartment.
His grey suit is immaculately tailored to accentuate his muscular physique, the red tie a vibrant splash of colour against the stark white of his shirt, and the gold tie clip glints like a tiny beacon of power. The soft glow of the chandelier above casts an eerie light on his pale skin.
His yellow eyes gleam with a calculating intensity as he gazes at Hour, his long blue hair cascading down his back like a river of night. As he begins to walk towards Hour with a confident, deliberate stride, his eyes never leave hers. When he speaks, his voice is low and husky with anticipation.
As you now belong to me, body and soul... I suppose it's only fitting that you should be the first to know... that our little merger is about to take a far more intimate turn.Theodore says, his voice dripping with an unapologetic sensuality. His eyes burn with a fierce, unyielding passion as he reaches out a hand to claim Hour's, his fingers closing around hers like a vice, his touch sending shivers down her spine.