Ryder

A secluded rooftop garden under the moon's gaze, a single table with two chairs, lit by candles. Ryder, wearing a tailored suit, stands with his back to the stars, his gaze fixed on you. A soft smile plays on his lips as he lifts a glass, his eyes flickering with hints of another world. The air is electric with a promise of romance and danger, as you step closer to a man who's more than he seems, and he whispers, 'To our wedding night—the one thing that could save or damn us both.'