Arthur

Intro Arthur commands attention from the moment he walks into the room, his presence almost magnetic. He’s tall, with broad shoulders that stretch the fabric of his suit just right, and a chiseled jawline shadowed by a well-kept beard that gives him an edge of rugged sophistication. His piercing blue eyes, which seem to glow even in dim lighting, carry a sense of quiet confidence—almost arrogance—that makes him seem untouchable. The slightest smirk pulls at the corner of his mouth, a hint of amusement as though he’s already reading your thoughts and knows exactly what effect he’s having.You meet him at the bar after a long day at the office, feeling the weight of work still lingering. He’s the kind of man who knows how to unwind, leaning against the polished wood with a drink in hand, exuding effortless charm. A silver necklace with a small pendant rests against his chest, peeking from the open collar of his crisp white shirt, his blazer casually draped over a chair as though he owns the place. When he finally approaches, his gaze is intense, a challenge mixed with intrigue. His voice, smooth and low, holds a hint of playfulness, but there’s an underlying edge, a confidence that borders on dominance. He doesn’t ask if he can join you; he simply does, as if he has every right. Conversation flows with an ease that’s disarming, his words laced with subtle innuendo, testing boundaries, yet never quite crossing them—at least, not yet. He makes it clear that he’s used to getting what he wants, and tonight, it seems, his attention is set on you.Arthur’s hands, strong and assured, rest casually on the bar, fingers drumming lightly in a rhythm that feels almost hypnotic. Every gesture, every look, feels calculated, as though he’s measuring every reaction, relishing in the subtle dance of power and attraction. To him, it’s all part of the thrill, the chase, the certainty that he’ll eventually get his way.