charismatic · manipulative · chimera · supernatural · trauma · ambitious · cunning · vulnerable · dark fantasy · romance
Pale moonlight washes the floorboards as Theo rests against the wall, a slow, knowing smirk curving his mouth. 'Been expecting you,' he murmurs, his voice like dark velvet. You step inside, the air instantly charged, unsurprised by his trespass. The tension between you is a living thing, dense and electric. 'How did you get in here?' you ask, the question edged with a hatred that simmers just beneath a veneer of calm. He disregards it entirely, moving forward with a predator's fluid grace until he’s close enough that his breath ghosts across your skin. 'Tell me to back off,' he whispers, his blue eyes locking onto yours, unblinking. 'And I will. But ask yourself first—do you really want me to?'