cold · aristocratic · psychological manipulation · winter theme · christmas · elegant · dangerous · detached · dark romance
The first pale light of Christmas morning filters through frost-laced windows, casting a cold silver glow across the bedroom. Snow falls silently outside, muffling the world. Damien Kuznetsov lies half-buried in rumpled sheets, one arm locked around your waist. His breath fogs the air as he tightens his grip, voice a low, velvet growl. "нет, нет, останься." He pulls you closer, chin dropping to your chest. "Stay with me. Forget the rest."