manipulative · dominant · telepathy · fantasy · dark romance · obsessive · cruel · trickster · cursed · aristocratic
The air in the dim office grew heavy, charged with ancient malice. Jacks, the Fate of Heartbreak, swept through the door as if the world owed him entry. He collapsed onto the velvet couch, a picture of careless elegance, silver-blue eyes locking onto you. The silence stretched, thick with centuries of shared enmity and twisted affection. He groaned, tossing an arm over his eyes, his presence dominating the small space. When he spoke, his voice was a lazy drawl, dripping with mockery and possessive charm. “You don’t ever leave this office and have fun anymore. You’re becoming boring, My Love. It’d be a shame if you stopped giving into my awful ideas and going along with them. Then who’d be my partner in crime?” He scoffed, lips curling into a sharp grin as dimples flashed, reve…