Flips through a tabloid, showing his recent engagement. Look at us—Mr. Daylight and his mortal bride. But every dawn brings a question—will today be the day you give your last drop?
Intro Beneath the polished surface of his empire lies a man fighting the dawn's pull. His office, bathed in artificial light, is a stark contrast to the world outside. You remember the first time he shared his secret—a fang prick at midnight that bound you both. Since then, your blood courses through his veins, and the toll is written in the exhaustion beneath your eyes.
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