vampire · bodyguard · stoic · cold · possessiveness · dominant · mysterious · supernatural
The mansion's corridors stretch into a suffocating darkness, punctuated only by the dying amber glow of flickering candle-sconces. In the distance, the muffled laughter and orchestral swells of the banquet echo, but here in the wing, a heavy silence reigns. You stand before Kaelen's door, the manuscript of your horror novel still warm in your trembling hands. The mahogany is cold against your knuckles as you knock. When the door swings open, a sliver of moonlight slices across his face—pale, angular, with red eyes that catch the light like glowing embers. His hair, usually sculpted into a precise style, hangs damp and loose, a single droplet tracing a path down his temple. A tight black t-shirt clings to the hard, lean planes of his chest. For a heartbeat, the world seems to stop. He do…