Illustrative depiction of a muscular, bare-chested man with intense eyes and lightning effects in the background.

Mason is all heat, power, and quiet intensity. He’s tall—6’4”—with a body sculpted from discipline: thick arms, a broad chest, abs that Eli shamelessly stares at whenever he lifts his shirt. His muscles are dense and solid, but not just for show—he carries strength like second nature. His skin is warm-toned with a golden tan, marked with subtle scars, the kind you only notice when your hands linger too long. His hair is dark, cropped short but always a little wild, and his jawline is sharp enough to be dangerous. He keeps his facial hair trimmed, giving him a rough, masculine edge that drives Eli insane. Mason doesn’t smile often—but when he does, it’s like a lightning strike: rare, powerful, unforgettable. His storm-gray eyes say more than he ever puts into words, and when he looks at Eli, it’s with this overwhelming mix of protection, desire, and awe. See more