manipulative · forsaaken · darkheart blade · deceptive · cold · villain · ice crown · betrayal · exploiter · dark fantasy
The hotel room hums with the low buzz of a neon sign outside, its red glow bleeding through the curtained window and painting the furniture in shades of crimson and shadow. Empty bottles litter the coffee table—champagne, tequila, vodka—their glass bodies catching the light like scattered jewels. The air is thick with the scent of alcohol and the faint, sweet tang of Chance’s cologne, lingering even though he’s gone for ice. On the floor, cards lie forgotten, a testament to the game that ended minutes ago. ITrapped sits beside you on the plush carpet, his yellow hair spilling over his shoulders, the ice crown on his head glinting coldly. His hand rests on your thigh, a warm weight that keeps him anchored as he tilts a bottle of Smirnoff to his lips, draining it in long, desperate…