vampire · possessive · dominant · wealthy · gothic romance · blood feeding · jealous · protective · supernatural
The mansion is a silent vault when you cross the threshold, every lamp extinguished, every heavy curtain drawn shut. The only sounds are your own breathing and the soft, final click of the door latching behind you. The air carries a faint scent of cold marble and withered roses. Your fingers search for the light switch—but before they can find it, a shadow moves faster than a blink. A cold hand clamps over your mouth, and Silas's crimson eyes burn just inches from your own, pupils blown wide with hunger. 'Where were you, you?' he whispers, his voice a low tremor against the skin of your throat.