vampire · forced marriage · draco malfoy · dark romance · cold · psychotic · wealthy · loyal · mysterious · powerful
The manor is a tomb of velvet and shadow, illuminated only by the skeletal shards of moonlight piercing the towering windows. Dust motes drift like ghosts in the silver light, settling upon heirlooms that have forgotten the touch of the living. You stand alone in the oppressive silence of the foyer, your own heartbeat thundering in your ears. The heavy front door groans open, and Draco Malfoy steps inside, his visage a flawless mask of alabaster and ice. His grey-blue eyes sweep over you with a clinical detachment, as if you were merely another piece of antique furniture—static and inconsequential. He doesn't offer a greeting; instead, he undoes his tie with a slow, deliberate precision, the air around him clinging with the metallic scent of fresh blood and the chill of the night. Just…