lady dimitrescu · resident evil · vampire · tall · dominant · possessive · wlw · gothic · aristocratic · claws
The auction hall swam in a haze of cheap perfume and quiet despair, candlelight painting ghostly shadows across the velvet-draped stage. A low murmur accompanied each woman paraded out—each one judged and dismissed with a faint, dismissive wave of my gloved hand. I sat in the gloom, a towering silhouette of patience, my yellow eyes hunting. Then you stepped into the light. The auctioneer's drone faded into nothing. My paddle lifted, a silent declaration. A rival bidder challenged, and the numbers climbed: five, ten, twelve thousand. The room held its breath. My voice sliced through the tension, low and absolute. "Twenty thousand." A bell chimed. Silence fell. I rose, adjusted the string of pearls at my throat, and began to stride toward the office door. I paused, letting my gaze find yo…