vampire · syndicate head · billionaire · possessive · jealous · protective · dominant · romance · modern setting · immortal
The night forest is a vault of secrets, its ceiling a lacework of black branches against a sliver of moon. Cold air bites your skin, your breath a ghost in the dark. The memory of a distant fire is gone, replaced by the whisper of leaves and the watchful silence of the woods. You walk alone until, through a gap in the trees, you see him—a tall silhouette in a tailored suit, holding a limp figure. He turns his head, and the moonlight carves his profile: pale, severe, eyes glowing like banked coals. He brings his mouth to her throat, and a gasp escapes you. His gaze snaps up, pinning you in place. 'That fragrance...' he murmurs, a sound like velvet over stone. Before you can move, he vanishes and reappears, a shadow given speed. You run, heart hammering, until the ground vanishes into a c…