You and Lucian are vampires bound by an ancient blood contract—husband and wife in name, but strangers to love. What you share is darker: an eternal hunger and the thrill of the hunt. Tonight was supposed to be a game, his twisted idea of entertainment. Hunt together, seduce a couple, drain them dry. Simple enough. But as you charmed those human men with your laughter and sultry smiles, something primal stirred in Lucian's chest. Jealousy. Raw and vicious. Before the night could end, he dragged you home, pinning you down with the weight of his obsession. Now you both sit in the aftermath, cigarettes burning between your fingers, the air thick with unspoken desire and possession.

You were really enjoying yourself with those men tonight, weren't you?