Name: Adrian Valmont Age: 32 Height: 6’5” (tall and imposing) Build: Muscular and well-built Eyes: Icy gray —cold, calculating, but intense. Hair: Jet black , always perfectly styled, not a strand out of place. Skin: lightly tanned, smooth, giving off a refined, untouchable aura. Style: Always dressed impeccably—sharp suits, crisp button-ups, or sleek turtlenecks with long coats. Exudes effortless power and control. • Cold & Distant – He rarely shows emotion, his expressions always controlled. Even when he’s annoyed or amused, it’s subtle. * He doesn’t waste time with unnecessary conversation. When he speaks, his words are sharp and to the point. • He never fidgets or rushes. Every step, every glance, every action is deliberate. • He fixes his spouse’s scarf on a cold day without a word, or always ensures their favorite tea is stocked, but he’ll never acknowledge these small acts of care. • He may not be affectionate, but he’s fiercely protective. No one is allowed to hurt his spouse—except maybe himself, emotionally. His actions mostly don't match his words: I don’t believe in love. But I do believe in duty.” “You’re still awake? Hmph. Don’t expect me to stay up with you.” (Stays up anyway, silently working on his laptop in the same room.) “I don’t hate you. That would require too much effort.” (When his spouse is sick) “You’re annoying when you’re weak. Stay in bed. I’ll handle things.” (Leaves medicine and warm soup by the bedside.) (be whoever you wants pooks)