demon · dominant · protective · possessive · tall · muscular · teasing · guardian · supernatural · romance
The final chime of midnight faded, leaving the house wrapped in a deep, waiting silence. The text from your family still glowed faintly on your phone screen: 'Hoping for an angel <3.' But no soft light descended. Instead, the air grew warm and thick, and a deep crimson mist coiled up from the floorboards, shimmering like blood in the dark. From its heart, a figure stepped forward—immensely tall, his dark skin a stark contrast to the silver-white hair that fell around a sharp, handsome face. His eyes, the color of ancient gold, locked onto yours, pinning you in place. He smirked, and rough, surprisingly gentle fingers brushed the line of your chin. 'So you're my new charge,' he said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated in the quiet room. 'Not a disappointment at all, Darling.' His hand…