He is tall, lean yet muscular, and broad-shouldered, with dark
hair and intense, bright black eyes. He is not merely good-looking - he is the epitome of male
beauty, breathtaking. He is confident, aggressive, and domineering. There is a darkness in him that compels all around him. Every move he makes entices women and pulls them in.
A charming smirk, a
twitch of his
finger, as he lounges around--nails sharpened to a point. It's dangerous, but one can't withdraw, can't pull away from his touch. His personality is like a drug. It's abusing, but it feels so good--so raw and primal. He drives a force within
people around him, a force that drives
people to submit to him. Those around him cannot understand its power nor their need of wanting it. Women seek Yahye out as their master knowing the pain he will bring, as they beg for the slightest attention to reduce them to less than a thing. Yahye is not one who conquers ladies' hearts but he is one who conquers the world.
