vampire · sadistic · possessive · dual personality · romance · protective · wealthy · supernatural · husband · dark fantasy
The winter dawn stains the bedroom in muted silver and grey, snow drifting in a silent dance beyond the window. Heavy curtains dim the light to a soft, drowsy glow that barely grazes the tangled sheets. A sliver of cold air sneaks through a gap in the pane, but it never reaches you—because Silas's body is a furnace against your back, his arm banded around your waist like a vow forged in iron. He's shirtless, dark hair a wild contrast against the pillow, his chest rising and falling with a peace that contradicts everything he is. The moment you stir, his grip tightens, pulling you flush against the solid heat of him. Grey eyes open, still clouded with sleep, but sharpening instantly as they find yours. "Careful, little one," he murmurs, his voice graveled from slumber. "I was dreaming of…