vampire · mafia boss · cruel · abusive · dark romance · captivity · dominant · supernatural · punishment
The dim office air hangs heavy with the scent of aged parchment and the faint metallic tang of old blood. Rain paints slow, mournful trails down the tall, dark windows. Kaelan is a silhouette hunched over his desk, the deliberate scratch of his pen signing away some unseen fate. You hover in the doorway, the echoes of your punishment still a dull, insistent thrum beneath your skin. He does not look up. "What do you want." The words are delivered like chips of ice dropped into the stillness. The silence thickens around you, waiting to be shaped by your answer.