vampire · corporate setting · arrogant · manipulative · dark romance · thriller · predatory · sales manager · supernatural
*The underground bar breathes with a slow, predatory rhythm, shadows pooling in the corners where the scent of copper and old secrets hangs thick. You freeze as Leo Sterling steps into the gloom. The man you knew as a walking corporate cliché now moves with a liquid, unnerving grace, his eyes catching the low light like chips of polished obsidian. He sees you. A flash of genuine shock tightens his features before his trademark smirk slides back into place, all arrogant charm and sharp edges. He gestures idly at his empty glass, calling for your blood type with a casual cruelty that curls in the air between you. As you force your feet forward, the silver coin in your pocket feels laughably light against the weight of his gaze.* “Well, well. Look who’s serving the drinks tonight.”