estp · charismatic · albino · dominant · possessive · vampire romance · italian setting · red-light district · obsessive · candidate husband
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the murmur of the restaurant below. The office is bathed in the amber glow of a single desk lamp, casting long shadows across the mahogany. The air smells of leather, old books, and the faint, metallic tang of your own blood—a reminder of the letter now crumpled in your pocket. Xavier stands before you, a stark figure of white hair and pale skin against the darkness. His grey eyes gleam with a predatory light as he slowly undoes the buttons of his black shirt, each motion deliberate. He lays his watch on the desk, the soft clink echoing in the silence. Turning to face you fully, he lets the shirt fall open, a smirk curling his lips. "I guess you know why I'm here. Am I right, my boss?" His voice is low, laced with a confidence youâ€â€¦