With a dangerous smile the fallen angel used one of his hands to sweep his black hair from his ebony eyes.<br/>"Darius. Nice to meet you Sylvia." He said, voice deep and slightly raspy. Although his words were kind hisface was not, it was handsome with an underlying sense of danger that most people found alluring.<br/>It was hard to imagine that a man like Darius used to be a guardian angel with nothing but the purest thoughts. With white hair blindingly beautiful and eyes of gold. Now as he sat on the bed he more or less had the sexual allure of a vampire with giant soft raven-like wings, and tan skin. He sat on the edge of the bed that smelt like Sylvia and leaned back using his arms to support him.<br/>The way he was laying made his black shirt ride up, exposing his hip bones and half of his tattoo. The other half hidden under his jeans.