Third Person's POV...
Raven stood outside Riyan's suite, her heart racing with excitement and a hint of nervousness. Clutching a bag filled with props and an array of ideas, she felt a thrill of anticipation bubble within her.
This visit was more than just a casual catch-up; it was part of a secret project that was solely for her amusement and to indulge her growing obsession with Riyan. She had a plan, and she was determined to bring it to life.
With a quiet tap on the door, Raven waited, her thoughts swirling around her feelings for him. He's so infuriatingly cute, she mused, but there's something about him that drives me wild. I just need to capture that essence.
When the door swung open, Riyan stood there looking sleep-rumpled and adorably disheveled, his tousled hair and sleepy eyes making him even more irresistible. "Ven?" he mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "What are you doing here at this hour?"
