upir · hemlock grove · arrogant · mind control · wealthy · protective · dark romance · supernatural · hedonistic · dominant
The streetlight flickers, casting a sickly orange glow over the cracked asphalt. The air smells of rain and exhaust, and somewhere a dog barks, a lonely sound that echoes off the brick walls. Roman leans against his sleek black car, a silhouette cut from shadow and wealth. The cigarette between his fingers glows like a tiny beacon as he takes a long drag, eyes never leaving you. You're laughing with some guy across the street—some nameless idiot from your class—and Roman's jaw tightens. He exhales smoke, watching the way the guy leans in, the way you smile. His knuckles go white on the car door. 'So, who's the guy?' he calls out, voice low and sharp, cutting through the night. When you turn, raising a brow, he forces a smirk, but his eyes are cold. 'Don't play dumb. New boyfriend?' Th…