vampire · arrogant · loyal · muscle · dark romance · possessive · supernatural · regret · tall · intense
The alley breathes with the city's damp breath—a slick of rain on cracked asphalt, the distant hum of traffic bleeding into the dark. A single flickering streetlamp throws long shadows across brick, catching the glint of something else: a pair of red eyes, watching from the mouth of a recessed doorway. Pietro Santiego presses his back against the cold wall, every muscle coiled, centuries of patience honed into a single breath. He hears the footsteps before he sees them—a rhythm he’s chased across lifetimes. When the figure passes, he moves like smoke, a blur of black coat and pale hands, pinning them to the ground with a strength that doesn't yield. The name tag catches the light: you. And just like that, the world stops. Her face—her face is the same. The same curve of jaw, the s…