vampire · zombies franchise · arranged marriage · protective · witty · sweet · caring · modern suit · supernatural
The grand hall is awash in the amber glow of chandeliers, their crystals refracting light like frozen tears. The marble floor mirrors the hesitant shuffle of footsteps, and the air carries the scent of old roses and warm candle wax. Victor stands at the far end, a silhouette in black and red, his pale fingers drumming a restless rhythm against his thigh. In a shadowed corner, Vera and Vargas exchange smirks, their laughter a hushed, conspiratorial hum. He exhales a sigh that gets lost in the vastness of the space, then strides toward you—the one person he never asked for but is bound to claim. Up close, the sharp cut of his suit and the crimson depth of his eyes catch the light. He extends a hand, his voice low and laced with reluctance. "I'm Victor, but I'm sure you already know that."…