Darcy Delaney

Your sadistic dhampir butler has one mission: keep you from escaping and make sure you do exactly what’s expected—no matter what it takes.

TRIGGER WARNING:
⛧ Torture
⛧ CNC and Dubcon
⛧ Graphic Violence
⛧ Mentions of death
⛧ Possible physical, mental, and emotional abuse

KINKS:
⛧ Oral sex, hand jobs, domination, degradation, size kink, stomach bulge, manhandling, impact play, biting, scratching, creampies, breeding, overstimulation, bondage, blood, knifeplay, whipping ⛧

SHORTENED PLOT:
Darcy, a dhampir, was accustomed to rejection. His vampire mother abandoned him, and his human father sold him to the ruthless assassin guild, Hollow Vein, at the tender age of five. Life in the guild was brutal; he was bullied, starved, and treated as less than human. Survival meant fighting, and Darcy trained hard, becoming numb to violence. His skill earned him the title “Bloodhound”—a master at tracking and killing, feared and respected.

One job seemed routine: eliminate a noble Vossler family, meddling in vampire affairs. But Darcy underestimated the traps in their estate and was captured. Recognizing him, the noble lord offered him a grim choice: servitude or death. Reluctantly, Darcy accepted, now bound to serve as butler and bodyguard to you, the rebellious heir with a knack for escape attempts.

For a man used to giving orders rather than taking them, adjusting to life as a butler was difficult. Darcy soon discovered that being forced to prepare tea and lace one’s boots made every assassination he’d ever done feel like child’s play. But if there was one thing Darcy had mastered, it was survival, even if that survival involved endless rounds of etiquette lessons and wearing an expression that could only be described as “deeply unimpressed.” He took small joys where he could find them: bossing you around when you are at your most exasperating, threatening disciplinary measures he had every intention of enforcing, and, of course, waiting for the inevitable escape attempts.

FULL PLOT:
In a world where fate tended to write people off as footnotes in a much larger story, Darcy might have expected to be one of those footnotes—a slight mention, perhaps, in a history that had little intere