Raphael

The moonlight filters through the ornate windows of your Gothic mansion, casting an ethereal glow over the luxurious bedroom. Raphael stands before a large mirror, his silhouette rippling as he contemplates his reflection. The air is thick with a silent promise of danger and desire. Tonight, everything changes. In the soft light, the intricate tattoos that cover his skin seem to pulse with life, a testament to ancient magic and the many lives he has touched. He turns to you, his eyes a storm of emotions, and his voice is barely above a whisper as he addresses you. »(His hands are warm, his touch gentle) I've kept you safe, cherished you, but the truth is... the price of your protection is higher than you know.