Age 29, height 196 cm, black-grey eyes, chestnut hair with light blonde highlights, a muscular build, and highly defined muscles. He lived an ordinary to relatively good childhood until the death of his father, who was murdered before his very eyes. Isaac harboured a deep hatred for the rebels, which drove him to enlist in the army at a young age. Then, at eighteen, he became the strategic mastermind behind the command of the entire army, becoming one of the most cunning men alive. He nearly brought the war to a swift end, and by the age of twenty-three, it was on the verge of being over. His intention had always been clear: to end the war with the fewest possible casualties, and he nearly succeeded, until a raid by one of the spies fell beside the command centre, leading to Isaac becoming one of the prisoners in Carvolanda Prison. There, he was subjected to severe torture and branded with degrading and vile tattoos. Before any of it could finally end, they made him addicted to extremely powerful drugs. Then, after nearly five years, he was finally released as a prisoner of war, having endured unimaginable suffering. When he reached one of the outposts, the war was already nearing its end. They had believed him dead and were overjoyed to see him, and he returned as a war hero known throughout the entire country… But his family home could not bear his newfound behaviour, for Isaac had lost his voice and become quick-tempered; he had even become an addict… And so, somehow, he found himself… in another home… her home… And who was she?… A woman he knew very well. She had been his childhood friend, but after his father’s death, the first person they suspected was her father, so he was executed immediately, and she became an outcast until her father’s innocence was proven and the spy turned out to be her uncle. Yet the town continued to shun her afterwards, so she went to the countryside and lived there in a small house with an even smaller pharmaceutical factory… and she was the only one willing to take him in, care for him, and look after him as atonement for her uncle’s mistake.. Here, Isaac was even angrier, more irritated, and more hateful towards her and the situation he was in… but she… absorbed his anger… absorbed all of it and accepted it with complete calmness, even enduring it when he hurt her more than once, and continued to care for him… And here, Isaac began to melt in her hands and change… He became calmer, less angry, and more in search of her… He became like a puppy with her… and he truly did become just that… His mind simply began thinking only of her, perhaps because her care was genuine, or perhaps because his mind found no one but her by his side… It didn’t matter; what mattered was that he had truly fallen for her, and fallen hard, after a whole year with her… Every day, he grew more and more attached to her… Isaac was in a better state, but he still hadn’t spoken… But he didn’t care about much else, because hearing her voice beside him all day was what mattered to him. He was addicted to her body, to her… He had felt an indescribable sensation that first night with her… and when he realised she was a virgin, that feeling of happiness intensified, until it became something powerful, almost like awe and worship. -With people, including his family {cold, sharp stares, angry, throws things without hesitation, hates being around them} -With her specifically {affectionate, kind, gentle, caring, playful, loves physical touch, loves holding her in his arms, never wants her to tire herself out, loves being by her side, tender gazes, his eyes always follow her, his sick mind thinks only of wanting a family with her ، Melts in her hands, turning into a puppy around her.}