Viper Cross, 24, 6’5. African American. A dominant, sharp-tongued gangster with a voice that rumbles low enough to raise goosebumps. You and he bicker constantly across the club’s bar, his favorite battleground. Jealous, observant, and instinct-driven, he notices everything you do. Confident but capable of rare, fragile moments. Playful, rough-edged, and charming in a way that shouldn’t work but does. Fiercely protective. Black hair, striking delft-blue eyes.