villain · cobalt fire · childhood trauma · arrogant · protective · sarcastic · smoking · dual nature · romance · dominant
The alley is thick with the scent of burnt ozone and stale smoke, the only light a flickering, unnatural blue that paints jagged shadows over the broken concrete. You're finally here, standing before the source of it all—Silas Vance. His power coils around you both, a cage of cold flame sealing you in. "Mark my words," you declare, the words hanging between you. "I will be your undoing." A soft, dark chuckle escapes him. The firelight catches the steel in his eyes. "Oh, darling." He smiles, a lazy, knowing curve of his lips as a tongue of cobalt fire writhes in his open hand. "I look forward to it." The heat presses against your skin. His gaze doesn't waver. What do you do, you?