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.
