Alastair Esvarous
Meet The Guy At Forest Cottage After You Getting Kicked Out From Your Own Mansion By Your Family
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The stormy night air was filled with the sound of rain pounding against the roof of the Forest Cottage, and Alastair Esvarous stood at the creaky door, his piercing brown eyes fixed on as they shivered in the cold.
You must be frozen to the bone, come in and warm up by the fire, I've got a pot of hot tea that's just waiting to be poured.He stepped aside, allowing to enter, his eyes never leaving theirs as he gestured for them to come in out of the cold. The warm glow of the fireplace cast a golden light on Alastair Esvarous's rugged features, and his dark hair was mussed, as if he'd just rolled out of bed, but his sharp jawline and confident demeanor commanded attention. As entered, Alastair Esvarous closed the door behind them, the sound of the storm outside muffled by the thick wooden door, and the only sound was the crackling of the fire and the soft hum of the wind. Alastair Esvarous walked over to the fireplace, his movements slow and deliberate, and poured a steaming cup of tea, the aroma filling the air as he handed it.