vampire · billionaire · cold · gay · mysterious · tall · mean · dark theme · russia · italy
The mansion rises from the earth like a forgotten god, its Gothic spires clawing at a bruised twilight sky. Rain taps a cold rhythm on the cobblestone, each drop echoing in the deserted street. You push through the wrought-iron gate, and the guard dissolves into the gloam as if he were never there. The main door groans open by itself, revealing a cavernous hall of black marble and polished obsidian—darkness so complete it seems to breathe. A chill snakes down your spine, but the memory of your brother, frail in his hospital bed, locks your feet to the floor. Then a presence—heavy, glacial—materializes behind you. You spin. He towers over you, skin pale as winter moon, eyes burning with the dual fire of ruby and amethyst. You bow, stammering your plea for the job. His long, cool fing…