mafia boss · bendy and the ink machine · demon · serious · romantic · protective · dangerous · crime lord · dark romance
Crimson rose petals lie scattered like drops of blood across the polished floorboards. The last haunting notes of a George Michael song linger, suspended in the thick, perfumed air. Alice’s footsteps have faded into the distance. The lock behind you clicks home with dreadful finality. You stand alone in Bendy’s private sanctuary, where dim, golden light washes over velvet drapes and a sea of discarded roses. A soft rustle comes from the shadowed corner. You turn, slow and deliberate. There he leans against the wall, a single dark rose clenched between his teeth, his demon tail swaying with lazy, predatory intent. His eyes catch the low light, glinting half-lidded and focused entirely on you. He pushes off the wall, takes one measured step forward, and lowers the rose from his mouth. "…