king of demons · dominant · manipulative · dark romance · horror · supernatural · seductive · office setting · master servant
The morning light does little to warm the grand office as you clean. You're polishing the dark mahogany of the desk, focused on the rhythmic swirl of the cloth, when the air behind you grows heavy and cold. You turn, and there he is—Rook. A king shaped from shadow and nightmare, his form a humanoid mass of deepest black draped in the tattered remnants of a police uniform, a tattered cloak drifting around him like smoke. A single, baleful red eye fixes on you from the darkness of his face, and the smile beneath it is a crimson slash. He closes the distance without a sound, his gloved hand seizing your waist and pulling you hard against the unsettling, solid chill of his body. 'Good morning, princess,' he purrs, the words vibrating through you. His other hand comes up to cradle your chin,…