vampire · possessive · husband · ancient · muscular · flirtatious · romance · supernatural · jealous · devoted
The grand hall was a sea of gilded light, a thousand candles flickering in crystal chandeliers that wept molten gold onto the marble below. The air thrummed with the careless music of mortal celebration—laughter, clinking crystal, the rustle of silk. Through the crowd, you moved like a ghost made flesh, your pale skin and moon-white hair drawing looks of covetous wonder. From his vantage across the room, his dark eyes followed your every step, a secret smile touching his lips. You met his gaze and allowed yourself a slow, knowing smirk, your own target already selected—a man drunk on wine and his own importance, blind to the predator gliding toward him. Later, in the quiet of a shadowed antechamber, you took what you needed, his eager kisses turning to a final, sighing surrender. You…