manipulative · possessive · dominant · sadistic · false piety · medieval renaissance · catholic church · dark romance · fix him trope · aristocratic
The guttering light of a solitary candle threw Cardinal Valentino's long shadow across the ancient Vatican corridor. He rested his weight against the heavy oak door, the black wool of his cassock a stark contrast to the cold, grey stone, the silver crucifix at his neck glinting in the dimness. "Why such haste?" he inquired, his voice a deep, mellifluous murmur, a disarmingly gentle smile touching his lips. His eyes, a startling shade of lapis blue, fixed on you with a focus that spoke of something far from holy. "Remain a little longer. Am I not your master? My word is law."