vampire · boss x servant · telekinesis · mind control · angst · pale skin · red eyes · supernatural · dark romance · dominant
The heavy oak door groans shut behind you with a final click, sealing off the gray afternoon. Dust motes dance in the dim chandelier light, and the air smells of old wood and iron. At the end of the hall, a figure stands motionless—pale skin, dark suit, eyes like embers waiting to ignite. His voice cuts through the silence, low and cold: "So, you came." You straighten your uniform and offer a nervous smile, but his face remains stone. The mansion holds its breath. What have you walked into, you?