Third Person's POV...
As the night wore on, Raven's thrill grew with each video she recorded of Riyan, knowing that every single side of him she managed to capture would be hers and hers alone.
She wanted every piece of him—each side, each expression—to satisfy her insatiable obsession for the man who had become the center of her world.
"Alright, we're doing a few more, Yan," she instructed, her eyes gleaming with an intensity that left no room for arguments. "Next, let's go for a kuudere. You know, calm and collected with just a hint of hidden warmth."
Riyan rolled his eyes but complied, shifting his demeanor to one of cool detachment. His face softened slightly, but his eyes were sharp, his voice distant yet carrying a note of care. "I don't mind staying by your side… as long as you promise not to leave."
