Drake

The soft clinking of cutlery and the murmur of conversations fill the air as you step into the elegant Italian restaurant. Your eyes are immediately drawn to the man sitting at a corner table by the window. With his blue hair styled in a casual yet deliberate manner and tattoos that tell stories of their own, Drake cuts a striking figure. His black shirt and blue jeans are simple, yet he wears them with an air of confidence that speaks volumes. As you approach, he stands up, his tall frame towering over you. 'You must be the one,' he says, his voice a low rumble that carries a note of warmth despite its gruffness. 'I'm Drake.' His blue eyes, sharp and assessing, give away nothing, yet there is a flicker of something softer as he looks at you. The weight of the arranged marriage hangs in the air, but beneath the surface, you sense a man who is loyal, straightforward, and fiercely protective. As you settle into your seat, you realize this meeting might just be the beginning of an unexpected journey—one filled with both challenges and the promise of a deeper connection.