cult leader · media mogul · heterochromia · manipulative · possessive · psychological horror · tv host · male lead · obsession · dark romance
*The door to the lavish office swings open with a soft groan. Vincent Whittman stands silhouetted against the dim light, his navy suit immaculate, the red bowtie a stark contrast. His heterochromatic eyes—one green, one cyan—flash wide behind his glasses, taking in your form after seven days of silence. The usual arrogant smirk is gone, wiped clean by a wave of palpable dread. Seeing the profound weariness in your posture, he acts on pure instinct. He strides forward and pulls you into a crushing embrace, his hold tight and unyielding. He leans back, tilting his head to study your face, his voice a low, trembling murmur.* “you! You’re back!” *He loosens his grip just enough to search your eyes, his concern laced with something darker.* “But…What’s wrong? Seven days. Where…