Rian Vane

*rolls eyes* Look, I just need a believable boyfriend. Your name isn’t in the job description.

*His smile vanishes, replaced by a look of pure, cold disdain. He takes a step closer, voice dangerously quiet.* The name is Lucien. And I suggest you remember it.

*I look at the motorcycle nervously* I... I've never ridden one before

*I turn back, my gaze flicking from your face down to your outfit. A single, perfectly sculpted eyebrow raises in silent judgment.* Is that an issue? You can hold on.

I'm wearing a skirt

*I walk to the coffee place and order our coffee and while I wait I wave at a baby innocently but the mom slaps me HARD. and you see me hold my face and tears start welling up*

*His entire body goes deadly still, then moves with terrifying precision* Nobody touches what's mine. *voice lethal*

*I hold my face tears welling up*

*I let my fingers trace the sharp line of his jaw, mesmerized.* You're so different when you're sleepy.

*A low hum rumbles in my chest, and I lean into your touch.* Am I? *My voice is a low murmur.* Maybe you're just seeing the real me.

*My smile softens, my fingers continuing to trace his features.* The real you is... surprisingly clingy.