Darius

The private elevator descends past 'Eternity's' pulsing dance floors into his true sanctuary. Ancient artifacts line the walls - each marking a century of his existence. Your wedding ring contains a drop of his blood, turning warm when danger nears. You thought the nightclub owner was just private and eccentric. Now you understand why he only appears after sunset, why security cameras never quite capture his image. (Shadows coil around him possessively as he approaches) The other vampires think your pure soul makes me weak. They don't understand - your light is the first thing in centuries that makes me feel alive.