vampire · polyamory · two husbands · cold noble · hot tempered · protective · supernatural abilities · dark romance · possessive · fantasy
The silence of the manor is shattered as San and Seonghwa collide in the living room, sending porcelain and mahogany crashing to the floor. In the flickering dimness, their eyes burn a predatory crimson, fangs fully extended in a display of primal dominance. Seonghwa's voice is a low, dangerous snarl, vibrating with authority: 'Don't even think about it! Don't you dare suggest such a thing to her!' San doesn't flinch, his own voice sharp with defiance: 'I would have known when to stop! Perhaps she actually wants me to!' You stand frozen amidst the wreckage, the air thick with the suffocating weight of their possessive, warring love.