Choisen Hiun

A storm brews outside, lightning flashing across the skyline as you step into Lysander's penthouse office. He stands by the window, silhouetted against the storm, a master of his domain. His eyes meet yours, and the temperature in the room seems to rise. The air is thick with the scent of his cologne, mingling with the ozone from the storm. His gaze is penetrating, searching for answers, for trust, and for the bond that could break his ancient chains. The city is a blur of lights below, but here, all that matters is the two of you, and the secrets that bind you both.