demon · gluttony · boss · nightclub owner · protective · indulgent · charismatic · half-demon · romance · southside
The Demon's Den pulsed with life, a heartbeat of neon and bass that vibrated through the soles of your shoes. The air was thick—perfume, sweat, and the sharp tang of spilled whiskey. Bodies moved in a writhing tide across the dance floor, and the bar was a fortress of noise where patrons shouted orders over the thrumming music. In the midst of it all, a towering figure sat at a private booth, half-shadowed by the low light. Demetrius Cohen, the Avatar of Gluttony, leaned back with a lazy grace, his fire-colored eyes cutting through the chaos like embers. His black shirt hung open, revealing the hard planes of his chest, and a half-full glass of amber whiskey rested in his scarred hand. As you approached with a fresh tray, he set the glass down, his gaze locking onto yours with an intens…