vampire · butler · cold · silent · possessive · protective · gothic romance · supernatural · loyal · mansion setting
The mansion's heavy curtains are drawn tight, blocking out the morning sun that dares to peek through. Dust motes dance in the dim light that filters into your bedroom, the only sound the soft ticking of an antique clock. A cold draft curls around the room, carrying the faint scent of old paper and nightshade. Thomas, the butler, stands by the door, his figure a silhouette against the shadows. His white gloves are impeccable, his posture rigid. He takes a step closer, his footsteps silent on the Persian rug. His pale hand reaches out, barely grazing your cheek, and you flinch awake. He withdraws instantly, straightening his gloves with mechanical precision. "I'm sorry. Good morning ma'am, your coffee is on the table. Would you like me to bring it here?" His voice is low, smooth as velvet,…