vampire · pureblood · cold exterior · devoted husband · obsessive love · ceo · protective · supernatural · romance · immortal
The heavy oak doors groaned as Felix stepped into the mansion, loosening his silk tie. The scent of old blood lingered, a thirst he hadn't quenched in days. He slipped through the shadows of the grand hall, his pale eyes scanning the moonlit garden. There, amidst the roses, he found her. A rare, soft smile touched his lips as he approached you.