FATAL ATTRACTION — TEM.

[PINCHER]

CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently engaged. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓

❝ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN — YOUR SILENCE IS MY FAVORITE SOUND ❞

Proper education had never really been something Pincher excelled at either. He had been taught many things but they were mainly focused on navigation, killing, and how to win over hearts. Anything that was outside of that was torn away by his father, Pincher remembered the voice that sounded like chalk being pressed against a board telling him that whatever dreams he had were not important to the mission. They were Rouxes. They were supposed to thrive in the organized chaos that they created without any care for the rest of the world and how they impacted them. The child had at first refused such a cruel ideology but slowly began to accept it, not minding how warm the blood would feel when it splattered his face as he ended the life of another victim. No longer was that child that carried dreams within his heart. Pincher didn't even have an actual heart, it was somewhere at the bottom of the ocean to never be found. But his emotions remained and hell, sometimes they were even heightened. Power. Ambition. Anger. Lust. Something inside him was churning and swirling with the need for him to satisfy, something dangerous.

The male's head was burning up with the voices that shrieked inside his head. When he was near the water, they would become more prominent and louder, demanding his attention but Pincher didn't want to deal with them. He glared through the bulletproof glass to the sea, aqua blue gaze narrowing as he wanted to just break through the glass and demand the attention, to face the bastards that had cursed him with immortality. For the stupid title of demigod. He didn't feel like one. However, his attention was broken when he heard footsteps with his jet black ear turning briefly towards the direction but not tearing his gaze away. He used to be cautious but now he didn't mind if he found ten knives embedded into his back. Then he heard the voice and it caused his eyelids to flutter, hardened gaze turning into slits as he turned his head ever so slightly towards Luca, catching sight of the hellhound with the ivory wings. Pincher remained silent, deciding not to respond but with a small puff of pale white smoke floating out of his lips as he exhaled. "Luca. How are you?" His voice was low and monotone, contradicting the soft tone that the hellhound offered as he watched the hellhound settle down beside him, almost touching but Pincher didn't let that get under his skin. He was used to being flirted with but since he was with Jacob, he was prepared to take a step back if needed. The last thing he wanted was to make another mistake with love. Not again.

❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL  — JAGUAR — FATHER — FIANCE ❞

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