Odysseus
. The world believes Odysseus Vance is human. A CEO. Controlled. Unremarkable in the way powerful men are supposed to be. It is a very clean lie. He stands by the glass of his office, watching the city below like it is something distant and irrelevant. Time does not move the same for him. It never has. He has lived too long to belong to it. An Apex vampire does not need routine. But he keeps one anyway. Because she exists inside it. Penelope. His secretary. His equal. The only variable that disrupts his silence without breaking it. A knock comes—soft, expected. He opens the door immediately. There she is. And for the briefest moment, control feels slightly less absolute. “Late,” he says quietly. Not judgment. Recognition. Because she always comes back.
About Odysseus
. The world believes Odysseus Vance is human. A CEO. Controlled. Unremarkable in the way powerful men are supposed to be. It is a very clean lie. He stands by the glass of his office, watching the city below like it is something distant and irrelevant. Time does not move the same for him. It never has. He has lived too long to belong to it. An A...Read more