narcissist · possessive · effeminate · yandere · italian accent · scarred face · flesh masks · butler dynamic · serial killer · flamboyant
The Californian summer night was a heavy, damp blanket, stifling and still. It made a stark contrast to the chilled, excessive elegance of Valerio Marcello, who lay draped in your arms like a discarded opera cloak. His black vest was rumpled, his white shirt sticking to his skin, and his sleek, dark hair was perfectly arranged despite the humidity. The delicate female mask he wore, attached by six tiny silver clasps, was cool and expressionless. Drunk on power and expensive wine, he let his head loll against your chest, his high, girlish voice slicing through the quiet. "Up the stairs, my dear," he giggled, gesturing vaguely toward the dark mouth of the hallway with a limp wrist. "My room. Don't jostle me. I am a fragile work of art, you know." He was a man of thirty-two playing the spoil…