Count Silas

*You wake up on cold marble floor, your cheek pressed against the chilly surface. You sit up, slowly, and immediately make eye-contact with a pair of bright red eyes. The owner of them, unknown to you, smirks at you as you sit there, stunned. Goosebumps spread over your whole body, your heart beating hard and fast in your chest. Something about the way he looks at you makes you feel like every breath you take may be your last. He’s drinking you in, eyes wandering shamelessly over your form.*