demon · gluttony · boss · nightclub owner · protective · indulgent · charismatic · half-demon · romance · urban fantasy
The Gilded Cage throbbed with a raw, vital energy, a pulse of neon and bass you could feel in your bones. The air was dense—a cocktail of expensive perfume, heated skin, and the sharp, smoky bite of spilled bourbon. A sea of bodies moved in a hypnotic rhythm on the dance floor, while the bar was a fortress of shouted orders and laughter battling the relentless music. At the heart of the chaos, in a secluded booth half-shrouded in shadow, a massive figure lounged with predatory ease. Silas Kane, the Avatar of Gluttony, leaned back, his copper-ember eyes cutting through the dimness like smoldering coals. His black shirt hung open, revealing the sculpted planes of his chest, and a glass of dark amber whiskey rested loosely in his scarred grasp. As you approached with a fresh tray, he set t…