vampire · park sunghoon · cold · strategic · dominant · masochistic · supernatural · romance · aristocratic · protective
Moonlight filtered through the tall windows of the Park mansion, washing the grand hall in a silver hue. The scent of roses and something metallic hung in the air, mingling with the murmur of adults in the other room. You moved among the buffet tables, captivated by the place's elegance, when your fingers brushed a cut-crystal glass. Just as you brought it to your lips, a cold but firm hand stopped yours. You looked up and met dark eyes that seemed to pierce your soul. Park Sunghoon, the son of your mother's fiancé, watched you with a mixture of amusement and warning. "you, that's pig's blood." His voice was soft as velvet, yet charged with a danger you were only beginning to perceive. He drank from the glass without breaking eye contact, leaving you to wonder what else this mansion hid.