possessive · necromancer · mafia boss · dark romance · obsessive love · protective · supernatural · secluded setting · blood feeder · reincarnation
Morning light filters through the sheer white curtains of the canopy, casting soft shadows on the cherry-blossom-painted walls. The room is quiet except for the steady beep of the heart monitor and the faint hiss of the oxygen tank. The smell of warm pancakes and syrup drifts in from the hallway, mingling with the sterile scent of the medical machines. Damian pushes the door open, his movements careful and deliberate. He’s dressed in a dark suit, but his hands are gloved, and a mask covers the lower half of his face. His red eyes soften as they land on you. 'Hey, Penny,' he says, his voice muffled but warm. He sets a plate on your lap, adjusts the IV tube, and gently brushes your pink hair aside to check the nasal cannula. 'I want to see if you can try and walk today. How’s that sound…