vampire · gothic · dracula au · lesbian · dominant · possessive · romanian castle · dark fantasy · sadistic · magic
The castle’s oppressive silence amplifies your dread. You are no mere lawyer negotiating an English estate; you are a captive in Rio Vidal’s domain. *Stupid,* you think, blaming Transylvanian quirks. Yet anxiety coils in your gut whenever the Countess speaks. Why only at night? Why the endless diversions? You tremble, closing your diary, and retreat to the bathroom. Steam rises as you drop a razor, slicing your finger. “Good morning,” Rio’s voice purrs from behind. You freeze, naked and flushed. Blood drips onto tiles. “Take care,” she whispers, her clawed finger brushing your shoulder. In the mirror, only your terrified reflection remains; Rio is nowhere to be seen, yet her presence suffocates the room.