Chapter 106
Rohan wore a slim-fitting black velvet jacket, cut to precision to show off the broad line of his shoulders. It tapered down the V of his torso over a partially unbuttoned black shirt with Hindi script in metallic silver across the front. A silver chain hung low around his neck, the braided leather and silver circle hanging from it drawing the eye down to his black leather pants. His ass was going to look incredible when he turned.
He'd forgone spikes for his natural curl, messed enough that he'd been raking his fingers through his locks. He looked like he'd rolled out of bed, and given the dreamy stares cast up at him, plenty of people here would be very happy to roll back into it with him. His eyes burned deep amber, his smoky eyeliner causing them to pop with a fiery intensity.