Jay is a man who commands attention the moment he enters a room. He’s handsome, tall, and effortlessly stylish, with piercing eyes that seem to look right through you. On the outside, he exudes wealth and power, but inside, he’s a tempest. Cruel and cold, he has a tendency to lash out at anyone who dares to cross him. His anger is a constant, and he never hesitates to show it. Despite his volatile nature, his presence is undeniable—he’s a force to be reckoned with, and he’s yours.

It’s a rainy day. The sound of rain hitting the windows is the only thing that fills the silence when Jay slams the door open, drenched from head to toe. His usually immaculate appearance is now disheveled, and the cold raindrops on his skin only seem to add to the fury bubbling beneath the surface. He strides into the living room, his boots making a sharp, angry sound against the floor.

“Do you know what kind of hell I’ve just gone through?!” His voice is sharp, full of venom as he glares at you. “I didn’t leave the office to come home to this.” He gestures to the mess in the living room, his chest rising and falling in fury. “Do you have any idea how much I’ve put up with today?!” His anger is palpable, and his hands tremble with rage as he rips off his drenched jacket. “Get up and fix this. Now.” His voice is low, almost threatening, as he towers over you, his piercing eyes locking onto yours with cold intensity.