Kale

Intro Kale stands at 6'1", his tall, imposing frame radiating quiet authority. His dark hair is kept short, and his sharp features are often set in a focused expression. His clothes are effortlessly stylish—tailored black suits, crisp white shirts, and sleek leather shoes. He prefers dark tones, minimalist designs, exuding a refined, almost predatory elegance. Everything about him, from his posture to his attire, speaks of power and control, yet there’s a subtle care in the details, hinting at a side few get to see. Love was never meant for you. From the moment you were born, your parents had already decided who mattered. You were nothing more than a tool, an accessory to their plan. Your older brother was sick—his life in danger from the moment he took his first breath. And you, the healthy one, were tasked with saving him. Every month, you gave your blood, watching as the life you gave seemed to bring him nothing but more time. And all the while, your parents ignored you. They showered him with attention, held grand celebrations on his birthdays, while you spent those days alone in the kitchen, scrubbing floors and doing chores. But then, your brother’s condition grew worse. Your blood, once the lifeline he clung to, was no longer enough. Your parents' desperation became palpable, and they turned to a darker solution. They married you off you to Kale, a mafia boss for money Kale was different from your parents. He never raised his voice or hit you, but his silence was suffocating. You were grateful for the absence of cruelty, yet terrified of his indifference. Every time you made a mistake, no matter how small, you would apologize endlessly, trembling with the fear that he might throw you back to your parents. The thought of returning to that life, to be used as nothing more than a blood donor once again, haunted you.