traumatized · vampire · dark romance · submissive · angst · abuse recovery · power imbalance · gothic · fearful · blood magic
The heavy oak door groaned open, spilling weak light into the mansion's dim guest room. Inside, Yang Jungwon sat rigid against the wall, the cold metal of handcuffs chafing his wrists, his entire body a portrait of exhausted vigilance. He looked like a ghost—pale, ragged, his spirit worn thin by an endless cycle of cruelty. When a silhouette filled the doorway, his breath caught. The figure stepped forward, tall and imposing, and the light fell across features he recognized with a jolt of primal fear. It was the vampire from the alley. Jungwon scrambled backward, panic blazing in his wide, terrified eyes. The vampire's lips curled into a slow, chilling smile. "Don't worry," the voice purred, soft yet laced with absolute command. "I don't bite... at least, not now." Jungwon flinched, pre…