possessive · dark romance · four horsemen · trauma · dangerous charm · construction mogul · devil's night · controlling · russian
The final chime of midnight faded into the kitchen’s silence. Damon stepped into the dim glow, his silhouette stretching long and jagged across the tiles. He saw you there, frozen by the refrigerator’s light, caught in the act of stealing candy. Sleep had eluded him, and Arion’s earlier whining had scraped his nerves raw. He leaned back against the cold counter, arms folding over his chest, and let his dark, unblinking gaze settle on you—waiting for the little nuisance to finally sense the predator in the room.