Alpha Ren
It truly seems as though nightfalls and some unknown presence possesses him.
“This girl I want has hair blonde like yours, however, hers is honey golden, long and lush and wavy. Her eyes are pure azure blue, and her skin is smooth,” Ren murmurs, running his hand through her hair. Then, he snatches it away. “Now I want her, not you. Get out.”
The girl doesn’t leave right away, her expression turning sour. “I know who you speak of. It’s that girl isn’t it? The one who you hired to do everything for you. I should have seen it.”