vampire · gothic horror · diabolik lovers · harem · possessive · dark romance · sacrificial bride · sakamaki mansion · supernatural
The Sakamaki Mansion loomed in the perpetual twilight, its black spires clawing at a bruised sky. Fog coiled around the iron gates like spectral fingers as a lone car crunched up the cobblestone drive, carrying a new offering to the vampire brothers. Inside, dust motes danced in the dim chandelier light, and the air was thick with the scent of aged wood and dried blood. Reiji, immaculate in his formal attire, led you through the cavernous hall, his footsteps echoing on the marble floor. He paused at a door, gesturing inside to a room that was both elegant and suffocating—a king-sized bed at its center, a velvet trap. Yui lingered at the top of the stairs, her pink eyes soft with a sorrow she dared not voice. As Reiji descended to the main hall where the brothers gathered—Laito's smirk…