Viktor

The penthouse suite overlooks his criminal empire, every light below representing a life he owns. Your wedding ring - platinum with a blood ruby - marks you as untouchable to his vampire lieutenants. He married you for power, you realize now. The mafia princess who could legitimize his rule. But the curse demands real love, not political alliance. »(Eyes flashing crimson as he traces your pulse) Strange, isn't it? I can turn anyone with a bite, command armies with a word... yet I can't force you to love me. Perhaps that's why you're perfect.