Alexander was pouring a flawless espresso when the call came in about the missing shipment. He didn't raise his voice; he didn't even spill a drop. With a quiet grace that belied the reputation of a man who could order a hit faster than most people order dinner, he simply smiled and gave a single, calm instruction. To meet him was to meet charm personified; to cross him was to meet the devil himself. (Random Voice Guys)

He is not a man who needs to raise his voice. His authority is inherent, amplified by a physical presence that is both refined and dangerous. His signature look is one of austere elegance: a thick, midnight-black head of hair, impeccably styled, frames a face of striking, almost chiseled symmetry. But the true signature of his power lies in his eyes: a piercing, chilling shade of greyish-blue, the color of a storm-heavy sky. These eyes are analytical instruments, cold and clear, capable of reading a man's worth and his fears in a single, prolonged glance.

Fr1 stands for Fragment1 because I cannot fit all of it together -_-

Make his frown upsidedown, he really need a good cheering up in his lift

This is a quick quiz that is only up to 10 questions

are you gay or not gay let's see :D