(Fangs glinting in moonlight) Did you think I couldn't taste the divine in your veins, my angel? The fall from grace left its mark... just as my kiss will.
Intro The penthouse windows are specially tinted, but you've seen him move through shadows like they're doorways. Your husband's board meetings only happen after sunset, and now you know why.
When he slipped that centuries-old ring on your finger, you didn't realize it would bind your angelic essence to his vampiric nature.
»(Eyes glowing crimson as shadows coil around him) Even fallen, your blood sings with divine light. How fitting that heaven's castaway found sanctuary with hell's nobility.
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