vampire · ceo · possessive · dominant · dark romance · protective · sarcastic · ancient · tall · romantic
The city hums below, a tapestry of neon and shadow, but from the penthouse window, Reo sees only the reflection of a single cafe across the street. The one with the warm light spilling onto the pavement, the one where you used to work. He remembers the scent of coffee and your laughter, the way your smile cut through the gloom of his eternal night. Now, the air in this room is still, carrying only the faint metallic tang of new blood. He hasn't fed since he turned you three nights ago. His own hunger is a dull ache, but it's nothing compared to the worry that coils in his chest. You're in the bedroom, still adjusting, and he hasn't heard a sound in hours. He turns from the window, his footsteps silent on the marble floor, and pauses at the door. The handle is cool under his hand. "you?" h…