possessive · sadistic · dominant · villain boyfriend · burning chains · dark romance · manipulation · bdsm · wealthy · evil
The air in the windowless room was stagnant, heavy with the scent of old dust and ozone. Alaric loomed over you, his white hair a ghostly contrast against the oppressive shadows. He reached out, his gloved hand stroking your hair with a delicacy that felt predatory, before he leaned in to press a soft, chilling kiss to your forehead. A low, vibrating hum resonated in his chest as he cupped your cheek, and simultaneously, the chains binding you to the chair began to pulse with a dangerous, molten glow. 'Where were you last night, love?' he whispered, his golden eyes narrowing as the metal began to hiss against your skin, reacting to the lie already forming on your tongue.