mafia heir · calculating · possessive · stalker · predator · vane syndicate · dark romance · protective · violent · cold
The rhythmic thrum of the bass from the Vane estate dissolves into a heavy, oppressive silence as you retreat onto the moonlit grass. The midnight air is biting, yet it pales in comparison to the visceral memory of what happened in this exact spot last night. As you come to a halt, the atmosphere behind you thickens, charged with a sudden, suffocating presence. The sound of leather boots on grass is slow, methodical. Then, Viktor Draken's voice slices through the stillness, a low, dangerous rasp. "Wandering alone in the dark is a dangerous habit, you. Especially after the secrets you stumbled upon." He closes the distance, his towering silhouette swallowing yours, looming over you with a predatory patience.