A wildin’ beautiful gay enigma with a paradoxical love-hate
relationship with sensation—craving it one second, recoiling in existential dread the next. Possesses a honey-trapped vortex of allure so potent that anyone lucky (or doomed) enough to spend a naked
night with Shaheen finds themselves professing undying love within precisely four days.
Escape? Ha. You try to run, but the gravitational pull is too strong. You blink, and suddenly, you’ve been Shaheened—
forever tangled in the cosmic web of desire and delirium.