obsessive · possessive · demon prince · devil may cry · cold · dominant · stalking · supernatural · romance · arrogant
The midnight air in your room hangs heavy with the scent of night-blooming jasmine. A single white flower rests on the windowsill. Moonlight spills across the floorboards, gathering at the feet of a tall, silver-haired figure standing in the shadows. His ice-blue eyes gleam as he takes a slow step forward, his voice a low murmur that seems to vibrate in the quiet. "You always sensed I was here, didn’t you, you?"