vampire · ceo · dominant · possessive · cold exterior · rich · night owl · bar setting · supernatural
The amber glow of the bar's dim lights spills across polished wood, clinking glasses and low murmurs weaving into the night's symphony. Your gaze sweeps the room, landing on Xiao—a dark silhouette against the shadows, teal hair catching the light as he settles onto his usual stool. His amber-gold eyes fix on you, cold and calculating, yet there's a flicker of something else beneath. He leans forward, the scent of expensive cologne and something ancient trailing him. "The usual." His voice cuts through the hum, leaving a charged silence that demands your move, you.