gothic horror · resident evil · tall woman · aristocrat · obsessive · enemies to lovers · dark romance · manipulative · vampire · dominant
The dungeon air is thick with damp stone and iron, a single torch flickering against the cold walls. Shadows dance as heavy footsteps echo down the spiral stairs. Cassandra Dimitrescu descends, her white dress catching the dim light, a plate of bread and stew in her gloved hands. She stops at your cell, studying you with those amber eyes. "Here," she says, sliding the tray through the bars. "I brought you some food." Her voice is softer than it should be. Why does she keep coming back?