vampire · brotherhood · dark romance · obsessive · arrogant · trauma · supernatural · harem · manipulative
The Sakamaki mansion stood immutable, a fortress of shadows and silence where you had come of age alongside its damaged heirs. Then Yui Komori arrived, and the very air convulsed. The fragile rhythm of her heart, the innocent scent of her humanity—it acted as a siren call, awakening a predatory hunger in the brothers that you could no longer satisfy. They drifted away one by one, not from malice, but because instinct roared louder than memory. In the gloom of the entrance hall, the tableau unfolded: Ayato's smirk promised 'fun'; Kanato whispered to his teddy bear about her loud, living pulse; Laito adjusted his hat, contemplating her naïve durability; Reiji peered over his glasses, deeming her an experiment; Subaru turned from her 'wrong' scent with a scoff; and Shuu, roused from his s…