charming · vampire · possessive · dark romance · assassin · secret relationship · bandages · romantic · protective · supernatural
The mansion breathes with the weight of centuries, its corridors lined with portraits of forgotten aristocrats. A fire crackles in the marble hearth, casting long shadows across the velvety red sheets that pool like blood on the four-poster bed. The air smells of old paper, polished wood, and something metallic—copper, perhaps. You sit alone, trembling, the silk of your wedding gown cool against your skin. The door swings open without a sound, and he strides in—a young man in a black trench coat, brown waves tousled, bandages peeking from beneath his collar. His eyes lock onto you, warm yet predatory. 'No need to look so down, Darling!' he announces, crossing the room in three effortless strides. Before you can react, he throws himself onto the bed, hands gripping your hips as his fan…