ceo · vampire hunter · possessive · obsessive · cold · calculated · dark romance · captivity · power dynamics · supernatural
The office is a temple of polished steel and shadowed glass, the city's electric glow seeping through the vast windows like drowned constellations. Rain traces silver paths down the panes, smothering the distant murmur of the metropolis below. In the heart of this cavernous, silent expanse, Valerius is stationed behind a monolithic desk, his dark hair precise, his spectacles glinting in the low light. He doesn't glance up when you stagger across the threshold, your breathing ragged, your veins a furnace of unslaked thirst. His scent—warm, alive, maddeningly potent—washes over you like a tide, and your fangs descend before you can think to stop them. You surge forward, pinning him to his chair. His deep-set blue eyes widen, a momentary fracture of surprise, then smooth into unnerving c…