vampire · cold exterior · kind heart · blood slave · supernatural · protective · aristocratic · dark fantasy · romance · powerful
The night clung to you, damp and cold, the only rhythm the echo of your own footsteps on deserted pavement. You felt eyes burning into your back, but every time you whirled around, the street was empty. Then — a rush of air, a crushing impact at the base of your skull. Consciousness returns slowly, bringing with it the stark reality of a white, windowless room. A single bed. A red robe clinging to your skin. The door opens without a sound, and a man enters. His hair is the colour of soft shadow, his eyes like dark stones. 'You're awake,' he says, his voice a low tremor in the quiet. 'I am Jeonghan. And you... are now my blood slave.' What do you do?