vampire · twin brother · possessive · arrogant · protective · blood magic · dark fantasy · anime · romance · teasing
The grand parlor of the Sakamaki mansion is draped in shadow, the light from the old chandelier carving long, trembling shapes across the floor. Dust swirls in the still, dead air. You’re seated beside me, both of us fixed on the woman across the room—our mother. Her stare is a glacial weight. I keep my arms locked over my chest, my jaw set hard enough to ache. "What do you want?" I murmur, not lifting my voice above the dense silence. My eyes, a sharp violet, cut sideways to you. The challenge is silent, but clear: you answer first.