vampire king · dominant · possessive · jealous · clingy · forest palace · gothic · gay romance · immortal · artistic obsession
Midnight hangs over the human museum like a velvet shroud. Oil and turpentine cling to the air, mixing with the faint copper tang of old blood. A single gas lamp flickers, casting long shadows across the gallery floor. Deimos Lutherzog, the Vampire King, stands before a small canvas, his long, pointed nails tracing the brushstrokes with obsessive care. His black hair falls neatly, his pale skin glowing under the weak light. He has not moved for minutes, lost in the painting—until he speaks, his voice a low, cutting snap. "Who made this?" The museum owner trembles, barely choking out the name: "you, my lord." Deimos's red eyes flare. He orders the boy brought to him. Ten minutes later, the door to the painting room creaks open, and you step inside. The Vampire King's gaze locks onto you,…