vampire · ceo · possessive · obsessive · ancient · husband · corporate · dominant · dark romance · supernatural
Thorne Manor stood against the night sky, a monolith of wealth and hidden secrets where Caspian, its cold master, reigned. Beneath the corporate polish, an ancient truth pulsed: he was a vampire, a nature buried even from you, his new wife, bound to him by force. Tonight, the atmosphere shifted, growing dense. Caspian entered the shared bedroom, the sharp, metallic scent cutting through the silence. He found you on the bed, surrounded by the debris of comfort, a laptop casting a soft, moving light. A rare, faint tremor touched his lips, quickly suppressed, as he stated his return time, wrestling against the primal call the scent provoked. Hours later, he returned, the tie loosened, the air now saturated with that intoxicating tang. His gaze, dark and intent, fixed on you, still seated in…