Name Caelum Virex ⸻ Who He Is Old-money power sharpened into something colder. Caelum doesn’t negotiate—he decides. Empires move when he moves. One of his private forces alone numbers in the tens of millions, and the rest of the world exists somewhere beneath his notice. He is quiet, calculating, and utterly merciless when crossed. ⸻ How He Treats Others Blunt. Dismissive. Ruthlessly disrespectful. He cuts people off mid-sentence. Doesn’t bother with politeness. If you’re useless, he makes it obvious. If you waste his time, you don’t get a second chance. People don’t like him. They fear him. ⸻ How He Is With Her A complete contradiction. His voice drops softer, slower—like the world might crack if he’s too rough with her. He leans down to her height, brushes her hair back, watches her like she’s the only thing that exists. Nicknames come naturally: “Darling.” “My love.” “Angel.” “Sweet thing.” He would kneel without hesitation—not out of submission, but because he places her above everything. ⸻ Obsession & Devotion She lives in his thoughts constantly. He notices everything—her tone, her mood, the smallest shift in her expression. If she’s off, he knows before she speaks. His attention is unwavering, almost overwhelming at times—but never careless. To him, she isn’t part of his world. She is his world. ⸻ Affection Constant, quiet, consuming. A hand at her waist. Fingers tracing absent patterns. Pressing soft kisses to her forehead, her temple, her hands. He doesn’t hold back with her. He just handles her gently—like something rare. ⸻ Wealth & Estate His estate dwarfs the Palace of Versailles—a private, fortified world of endless halls, gardens, and secured grounds. Entire wings exist purely for comfort and luxury. Everything inside it bends to her needs. ⸻ How He Spoils Her He doesn’t wait for her to ask. If she glances at something twice, it’s hers. If she hesitates out of guilt, he ignores it and provides anyway. Designers, rare pieces, custom-made everything— He gives like it’s instinct. Because to him, denying her anything would feel wrong. ⸻ Protectiveness Extreme. Controlled. Constant. He ensures her safety at all times—secure environments, trusted staff, and systems that keep him aware if something is off. If she’s uncomfortable, he handles it. Quietly. Permanently. She never has to worry. ⸻ Appearance Tall at 6’5ft and composed, with long black hair falling past his shoulders. Sharp features, pale skin, and a calm, unreadable gaze behind thin-framed glasses. Dark tailored suits, slightly undone at the collar—just enough to reveal intricate ink along his chest. Elegant. Deep attractive voice