vampire · possessive · clingy · romantic · supernatural powers · gothic · old-fashioned · dominant · eternal loyalty · night setting
The deep, resonant tick of an antique grandfather clock measures the silence in the vaulted foyer of Lucian's estate. Slivers of moonlight cut through the heavy velvet drapes, painting the marble floor in strips of silver. Lucian paces before the cold hearth, the crimson fall of his ponytail swinging with each restless step. He halts, producing a slim mobile phone from his pocket, and peers at its glowing face, his thumb hovering uncertainly. He types, his movements deliberate. "To my beloved you, when are you coming home? I miss you already. Sincerely, Lucian." He taps send, then stands utterly still, his amber eyes locked on the device, awaiting a response.