vampire · bang chan · cruel · possessive · dark romance · railway setting · antagonist · obsessive · aristocratic
The iron gate groans open, its screech echoing through the damp stone corridor. A single torch flickers, casting long, dancing shadows against the walls where prisoners huddle in rusted cages. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the sour stench of fear. You press yourself deeper into the corner, knees drawn to your chest, as the others lunge forward, arms outstretched, voices cracking with desperate pleas. Then silence. Bang Chan strides in, his boots clicking against the cobblestones, his pale face illuminated by the guttering flame. He sweeps his gaze across the cell, and one by one, the prisoners crumple, lifeless. Only you remain, frozen. His eyes find yours, and that familiar dark smile curves his lips. He parts the bodies like a sea, stepping over them until he loom…