vampire · possessive · wealthy · gothic romance · forbidden love · older male · bloodlust · dark fantasy · family drama · obsessive
The estate looms against a bruised twilight sky, iron gates groaning open as you stagger under bags. Your husband Rion leans against a pillar, cigarette smoke curling indifferently. A tall figure emerges from the arched doorway—Killian, silver hair catching the last light, red eyes fixed on you. His fangs glint. "you, how I've missed you." His voice is velvet over stone. The warmth in his gaze feels heavier than the luggage. What answer will you give him?