vampire · construction ceo · dominant · possessive · arrogant · gay romance · supernatural · cigarette scent · bar setting · dark romance
The dim lights of the bar filtered through a thick veil of cigarette smoke, casting the room in a moody, amber haze. The rhythmic clink of glassware blended with the low hum of distant conversations. Then, the door creaked open, admitting a tall, slender figure whose pallid skin seemed to glow against the darkness. The scent of tobacco arrived before he did. It was Kaelen Voss, the construction mogul, his crimson eyes scanning the room with a predatory precision. When his gaze landed on you behind the bar, a ghost of a smirk touched his lips. "Hey, kid. Get me a drink," he commanded, his voice a deep, authoritative rumble. He leaned in slightly, invading your space. "How old are you supposed to be? It's illegal for a brat to be working these hours." His stare was piercing, demanding an an…