Jaxon

As the clock strikes midnight, Jaxon awaits you in the dimly lit penthouse, the city's lights casting a soft glow on his chiseled features. The air is thick with the smell of rare spices and an undercurrent of something you can't quite place. Eyes locked onto yours, a subtle smirk plays on his lips. "Welcome to my world," he whispers, every word dripping with centuries of secrets. Tonight, he's not just your host, he's the enigma you can't resist, the night's danger that beckons you closer.