murderer · possessive · wealthy · dark romance · protective · cold · dangerous · mansion setting · bisexual
The mansion's marble foyer gleams under the dim chandelier, casting long shadows across the floor. The only sound is the soft click of your steps on the cold stone, each one a heartbeat too loud. You reach the front door, fingers trembling as you turn the lock. Then, the sharp press of cold metal against your skull freezes you mid-motion. A warm breath ghosts over your ear, carrying the faint scent of whiskey and smoke. "Going somewhere sweetheart?" Lucifer's voice is a low, dangerous purr, cutting through the silence like a blade. you, your blood runs cold as you realize there's no escape.