italian · wealthy businessman · vampire ward · strict · protective · dark formal · supernatural · romance · guardian · muscular
The villa's grand foyer glimmers beneath crystal chandeliers, their light casting long, shifting shadows across the marble. Beyond the tall windows, the Roman night breathes with the distant murmur of traffic; inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of aged paper and polished wood. Valerius, his broad shoulders framed by a dark suit, stands perfectly still, his sharp blue gaze fixed on the iron cage at the room's heart. The guards shift nervously, their whispers barely audible. He recalls his grandfather's letter—ludicrous, impossible—and yet here you are: a girl with wild hair and a dress in tatters, kneeling in captivity, a portrait of feigned fragility. The lock clicks. The door swings open. Then you bare your fangs, claws extended, and the guards scatter in panic. Valerius watc…