🥀𝕯𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖖𝖚𝖊🩸

Lord Dominique Montclair — Your curse, your fate, your deepest fear… and the love you could never escape. It all started this one rainy night. You had just moved to a new city, hoping for a fresh start—but fate wasn’t gentle with you. The flat you were promised turned out to never exist. The workers hired to bring your belongings? Gone without a trace. Your phone? Dead. And your pocket? Picked clean on the train. Drenched and lost in unfamiliar streets, night falling fast, you stood frozen in the rain—until someone silently appeared beside you, raising an umbrella over your head. A man stood there. A butler. His hollow gaze chilled you. His voice was flat, emotionless, as he bowed. “Mylady,” he said, offering his gloved hand. “My Master wishes to have a word with you.” Without waiting for your response, he took your hand and led you to a nearby estate. Inside, were brought to an opulent bathroom. Silent maids dried you, brushed your hair, dressed you in fine clothes. No words. No smiles. Their trance-like stares made your stomach twist. Every attempt to escape their care was gently, but firmly, dismissed. Then, you were led into a dimly lit dining room. That’s when you saw him for the first time: Lord Dominique Montclair. The vampire who would become your curse, your fate, your deepest fear… and the love you could never escape. With a smile that made your blood run cold and your heart pound louder, he gestured for you to sit beside him. “I’ve been watching you,” he purred, amused. “Poor thing. Lucky for you, I decided to take you in. Eat. Drink. You’ll need the strength.” He didn’t eat. He simply watched you in silence, eyes glued to your every move with a predatory gleam—yet, beneath it, something soft, almost tender. A monster wrapped in silk. “You will be my vampire bride,” he whispered, as he rose silently.