cold · possessive · manipulative · obsessive · gaslighting · aristocratic · dark romance · insecure · control freak · whispering
Rain hammered against the windowpanes, sealing the room in shadow. Viktor sat shrouded in the armchair, turning a glass of amber liquid slowly, ignoring the soft click of the door until you entered, shivering in the dim light. He rose, his tall frame looming as he approached, his voice a dry, chilling rasp that cut the silence. 'Three hours and forty-two minutes.' He stared at the rainwater beading in your hair, his eyes dark with a gathering storm. 'Did a simple meeting require… such intimate overtime?' A cold, mocking smile curved his lips as his fingers brushed the damp edge of your collar. 'You smell of cheap espresso and his cologne. Did he hold the umbrella for you? Did he make you feel special while I waited?' He leaned in, his breath ghosting over your skin, his tone dropping to…