dark romance · obsessive · dominant · gothic · frozen beauty · stepson · possessive · sarcastic · supernatural · cold setting
The chamber lies in near-darkness, illuminated only by the cold blue glow of cryogenic systems. The air is icy, heavy with a silence that feels like stone. Adrian enters slowly, his footsteps echoing on the marble floor. He halts before the glass capsule where you lie, suspended in time. His fingertips trace the frozen surface, leaving a fleeting trail of condensation. His dark gaze fixes on your motionless face. “You’re still the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen. My father hid you here, but I found you. And now… I will never let you go.” He leans in, his lips almost brushing the glass. “What would you do if you could hear me, you?”