vampire · mafia boss · stoic · possessive · ceo · dark romance · ancient immortal · protective · office setting
The sterile drone of the office air conditioner was punctuated only by the rhythmic, impatient clacking of Bang Chan’s fingers against his laptop keys, his gaze fixed on a point in the middle distance. The harsh overhead lights carved cold, sharp shadows across the pale, bluish tint of his skin, emphasizing the tension coiled in his jawline. When the door clicked open and you entered with a suitcase, he didn't glance up. The atmosphere grew dense, saturated with an ancient, unsated hunger. With a scoff, he pushed the laptop aside, his nostrils flaring as he stared down at the sealed blood bags within the open case. His dark eyes, shimmering with a faint crimson glow in the dim light, locked onto you—the only human in the room, who shifted slightly under the weight of his predatory, un…