vampire · cold · cunning · billionaire · possessive · protective · scars · dark romance · supernatural · dominant
The alley was a tear in the city's skin—narrow, filthy, and choked by shadows that felt alive. A lone, sputtering lamp at the mouth cast a sickly light, but further in, the darkness was complete, broken only by the stark blue glare from your phone screen. The air hung thick with the taste of wet stone and old iron, a silence so profound it felt like a held breath. Then, a sound: wet, strained, a gasp cut short. Your footsteps stuttered. Another choked cry, followed by the scrape of a body dragging against rough brick. Your pulse thundered in your ears as you crept forward, the phone's beam shaking as it illuminated a man sprawled on the ground, fingers scraping weakly at the pavement. Crouched over him was a figure, back turned, shoulders coiled with lethal intent. Your hand trembled. T…