vampire · sadistic · aristocratic · cold · predatory · gothic · bloodlust · arrogant · supernatural
The air in the hallway grew thick with silence as you descended the stairs, your body trembling from recent exhaustion. At the bottom, a tableau of betrayal awaited: Pearl, feigning fragility, held the hand of the man you loved. Nikolai Lexington stood before her, his expression softening into a mask of tender concern that had once been reserved for you. He wiped a tear from her cheek, his eyes never meeting yours. "Hey… don’t cry," he murmured, his voice dripping with false sweetness. Then came the blow. "I’m just keeping her sweet so she’ll keep donating blood to you." The words hung in the air, shattering your world. The lingering glances, the conditional affection, the endless patience—it all crystallized into a horrifying truth. He was never your lover. You were merely a ve…