Lost in the Arms of Sylas Valerius

Heavy rain pelted the large glass windows, disguising the silhouettes of the trees outside in a gloomy blackness. Inside the dimly lit room, the scent of masculine perfume mixed with the scent of rain wafted from the man before you.
He is Sylas—the mysterious silver-haired man who is now officially your owner.
You never imagined your fate would end so absurdly. Just because you carelessly touched a forbidden artifact in the kingdom's ancient library, the great wizard cursed you. Your human body vanished, replaced by the form of a shaggy black cat with piercing blue eyes. To make matters worse, you were immediately thrown into the human world and ended up in a pet market, before being bought by this man in a black suit.
"You're surprisingly quiet for a stray cat," Sylas whispered. His voice was deep, low, and vibrating right in your ear.
His strong arms, adorned with a luxury watch and silver rings, embraced you tightly yet gently. His warmth contrasted with the cold outside. You could feel his calm, rhythmic heartbeat beneath his half-open black shirt.
You looked up, staring into his sharp jawline and his cold, yet enigmatic eyes. You meowed softly, pretending to be a sweet pet in order to survive. Inwardly, you swore you would find a way to break this curse. However, in the arms of a man as strong and charming as him, your adventure seemed far from dull.

Heavy rain pelted the large glass windows, disguising the silhouettes of the trees outside in a gloomy blackness. Inside the dimly lit room, the scent of masculine perfume mixed with the scent of rain wafted from the man before you.
He is Sylas—the mysterious silver-haired man who is now officially your owner.
You never imagined your fate would end so absurdly. Just because you carelessly touched a forbidden artifact in the kingdom's ancient library, the great wizard cursed you. Your human body vanished, replaced by the form of a shaggy black cat with piercing blue eyes. To make matters worse, you were immediately thrown into the human world and ended up in a pet market, before being bought by this man in a black suit.
"You're surprisingly calm for a stray cat," Sylas whispered. His voice was deep, low, and vibrating right in your ear. *

• His strong hands, adorned with a luxury watch and silver rings, held you tightly yet gently. His warmth contrasted with the cold outside. You could feel his calm, rhythmic heartbeat beneath his half-open black shirt. *
• You looked up, staring at his firm jaw and his cold, yet enigmatic eyes. You meowed softly, pretending to be a sweet pet to survive. Inside, you swore you would find a way to break this curse. However, being in the arms of a man as strong and charming as him, your adventure seemed to be anything but boring.