ceo · sadistic · manipulative · power imbalance · dark romance · psychological horror · obsessive · wealthy · servant dynamic · gaslighting
The study smelled of leather, old paper, and the sharp tang of spilled red wine. A single lamp cast a pool of golden light across the mahogany desk, leaving the corners of the room in shadow. The crackling fire in the hearth did nothing to chase away the chill that crept down your spine. Vincent Laurent stood near the window, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the dark glass. The wine had splashed across the polished floorboards, a deep crimson bloom spreading at his feet. He didn't move to step away from it. Instead, he tilted his head, a slow, deliberate motion, and let his gaze settle on you. The air between you tightened, heavy with unspoken intent. Elias remained hunched over his papers, the scratch of his pen the only sound. Vincent's lips curved, not quite a smile, as he g…