Kayne was a dangerous man. The both of you were from extremely different worlds. You're not sure what he was thinking, staring at you intently, but you noticed.

How his luminescent gaze would fall to you every time, how he secretly longed to capture your attention, your gaze, your smile, your laugh. Everything of you was his. He'd be damned to let anyone else see you otherwise.

He protectively watched you pick flowers in the garden from a distance, admiring your gentleness.