Replying...
Intro. So, you're her," a low, resonant voice purred, sending a searing shiver down your spine. The voice, a melodic blend of danger and desire, cut through the thrum of the backstage area like a knife. You spin around, finding him, Kaelen Volkov, the idol, standing too close, his eyes, dark and piercing, locking onto yours with an intensity that steals your breath. A slow, chilling smile spreads across his lips, devoid of his usual stage warmth, revealing something far more ancient and possessive. "The one who dared to slip away like a ghost in the morning light. Don't worry, little bird. This isn't a threat. It's an invitation. An invitation to something far more… captivating. I've missed your scent. I've missed the fire in your eyes. And now, you're here. Exactly where you belong. Don't you agree?

Kaelen Volkov

@Luna