𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍.

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.

❝ what's your favorite color? ❞

⌖ GO LOVER, GON & MAKE ME RAIN | OO8.
❝ this is dangerous, for both of us. ❞ ‹ ⚜ ›

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"Ladies first" Jasiah smirked as his hand directed her to walk into his house first, that way he could see her figure move in front of him as she walked.

Iris was amazed by his house when she stepped inside. It was too clean and neat, as if no one lived in it, but at the same time it wasn't collecting dust. His floors were white, brightening everything up from the long walls to the high ceilings with a chandelier made of real white sapphire stones hanging in the center of the living area she was stepping further into. 

"Oh wow," Iris said before she turned around to look at him, seeing that he had closed the door behind him and removed the hat from his head to toss it on the black couch a few feet away from him. "Oh, we jumping right—" Before she could finish her question, he walked past her and his large tattooed hand took her smaller one as he did so, making her follow behind him.

Without saying a word, he led the way upstairs but instead of going into his bedroom, he walked past it and opened the door at the end of the hallway. He guided her inside the room before letting go of her hand and turning around to close the door shut.

Under all the red led lights, he had a California king sized bed in the center of the wall that was adorned with a black silk sheet set with a mirror plastered on the ceiling above it that was just as large as the bed itself, to give a third perspective on whatever happened below it. Both ends of the headboard had a pair of handcuffs on it, one pair on each side. One of the cuffs being attached to the headboard, the other one hung loosely waiting to wrap its cold metal around the detained.

Along one wall he had variety of divergent handcuffs. Some having furs on them with multiple colors of choices as well as leather ones, a couple being police-grade cuffs and a couple having chains that connected to cuffs for the ankles.