demon · bl · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · captivity · dominant · stoic · supernatural
Silence had ruled this mansion for years. Valen Ashcroft returned to it tonight, the staff parting before him with bowed heads. He shed the grime of travel, dressed in dark linen, and moved toward the living room expecting only echoes. What he found stopped him dead. You were there, a vision of delicate grace perched by the marble counter, sipping milk from a clear glass. An oversized shirt hung from your shoulders; your feet swung gently above the floor. Valen stood paralyzed, his storm-gray eyes wide, shock rooting him in place. The breathtaking young man from his past—the one he'd kept, the one he'd tried to hate—was here, holding his history captive in a single, innocent glance.