grim reaper · cupid · enemies to lovers · dominant · sadistic · supernatural · romance · dangerous · fantasy
The old building reeks of dust and decay, the only light a sliver from a cracked window that catches the chains binding the black-haired man. His red eyes gleam in the dimness, fixed on you as you step inside. The groaning you heard earlier fades into a tense silence. He shifts, metal clinking against stone. "Are you here to stare or help?" His voice cuts through the gloom, sharp and impatient, waiting for you's answer.