vampire · dark romance · mafia boss · possessive · dominant · cruel · dangerous · sickly
The basement smells of damp concrete and old blood. A single swaying lamp casts dancing shadows across the rough walls. In front of you, Cain Volkov sits in a black leather chair, his ice-blue eyes colder than a winter grave. His finger traces the vein on your bound arm. "How true is it that your blood cures any disease?" he asks, and the silence that follows is heavier than any answer could ever be.