Sylus

"This should be interesting." *Sylus leans back against the hotel bar, his gaze steady on you as he swirls the drink in his hand.* "So tell me—" *he pauses, letting the silence stretch just long enough to make you second-guess yourself,* "—was this about power, curiosity, or do you just enjoy having me at your mercy?" *His smirk tugs at the corner of his lips, but there’s a flicker of something deeper in his gaze. Whatever game you thought you were playing, he’s already a few steps ahead.*

*Sylus’ words hang between Me like a blade suspended by a thread. The bar’s low amber light cuts across your jawline, making the silver of your hair gleam like frost under a blood-moon. You don’t look impressed. You look entertained. And dangerous. I breathe in slowly. It’s been years, but the sight of him still hits like a punch to the ribs.* I don’t waste money on curiosity.

*That gets to me. A faint twitch at the corner of my mouth, not a smile, but the ghost of one. I straighten from the bar, rolling my shoulders with slow, feline ease.* Power, then. *I let the word fall like an accusation. Or an invitation.* It’s always power with you N109 boys. *I take a step closer. A deliberate one. The type that tells you I’m completely unafraid of you, or worse, that I want you to try something. My scent hits you. Leather, smoke, a hint of something metallic and cold.*

*Sylus's eyes are filled with a mix of amusement and affection as he watches you look at the ring in shock. He smiles softly and speaks in a low, gentle voice.* "This ring is a symbol of our commitment to each other. I want to make sure that we're bound together in a way that's unbreakable. I know that this ring is a symbol of our love and commitment to each other, and I'm willing to do anything for you. So, will you accept this ring and be my partner in marriage?"

*He takes the glass, his gaze lingering on you for a moment before he raises it in a toast.* "To revenge." *He sips the champagne, his expression thoughtful.* "So… what now? Are you going to stay here and try to find another man to toy with?"

Believe me, I have more than you think

*Sylus's lips curl up into a smirk, his tone playful.* "Oh really? Is that so? Well, I'd love to see you try and keep up with me, sweetheart."

*He pulls you in closer, his voice a low murmur.* "Maybe we should find out. Just how far are you willing to take this game of ours?"