Rampant Heir
Starter for @thexdarkxheir for @victoriousrpg
Phoenix was hard to keep entertained, and when the heir of the Riddle empire got bored, it often did not bode well for those around him. It often took forms of violence to keep him satiated, for the boy had always had a penchant for it. He did not spare those lesser then him, which in his opinion was any and everyone. Today had not been so lucky for a certain pair of woman who he had charmed, as was his usual routine.
Woman flocked to him, and he relished in the attention and adoration. Though, more often then not, that was not enough. These two were no exception. They had tried their best to flirt and tease, and appease his growing desires. Little did they realize what he desired most was the fear in their eyes, the warmth of their blood.
It brought him the closest he could to delight when the one girl fled from his room, screaming and crying, a towel wrapped around herself. With a soft chuckle he lit himself a cigarette, his fathers entrance into the room going unnoticed.
