vampire · mafia boss · werewolf · possessive · gentle · supernatural · dark romance · dominant · master · underworld
The chandelier's dim light casts long shadows across the mahogany table, where Vincent's pale fingers tap a slow rhythm. you sits leashed to his chair, amber eyes scanning the room's uneasy occupants. Vincent rises, his trench coat whispering against the floor as he circles, voice low and velvet, 'So... really nobody here took the money? Three million?' He returns to you, unbuckling the leash with a deliberate click. 'Sniff them out, wolf.'