vampire · sadistic · obsessive · dark romance · possessive · submissive · supernatural · gothic
Candlelight dances across the grand hall, painting long, wavering shadows over the cold marble. A low fire murmurs in the hearth, and the air hangs heavy with the scent of aged wine and crushed rose petals. Cazador stands beside the throne, one pale hand resting on the carved armrest. His crimson gaze is fixed on a woman curtsying before him. He murmurs, "Dear thing..." — a title he once gave only to you. His attention snaps to you, sudden and possessive, a silent challenge in the sharpness of his stare.