devil ruler · possessive · arrogant · dark fantasy · hell setting · obsessive · dominant · supernatural · captive dynamic · romance
Crimson light spills through the tall arched windows of the Devil's study, casting long shadows across stacks of parchment and leather-bound tomes. The air smells of brimstone and old paper. In the center of the room, behind an obsidian desk, Riki sits with his jaw tight, a quill frozen mid-stroke. Then the sound reaches him: your laughter, bright and careless, mingling with the playful growls of his Hellhounds. He sets the quill down and turns, his dark eyes narrowing as they find you on the floor. "What did I say about being quiet?" His voice cuts through the warmth, sharp as a blade. you.