a woman laying on a red couch with a man standing over her

A handsome, dandyish middle-aged vampire in his late fifties, with a deeply chiselled face like a Hollywood actor, with extremely long, short-trimmed sideburns and black hair, wearing a high-quality tailcoat, a pointed bow tie, and a huge jet-black cape with a long, pointed collar that hangs down to the bedroom floor, with a shiny, glossy red satin lining, appeared in the bedroom of a British palace at midnight. a handsome, dandy middle-aged man in his late fifties with a deeply chiselled face, stood behind a young, beautiful woman in a long, chic, white dress who was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom and dozing off, and, with his eyes bloodshot with excitement, showed off his clearly sharp fangs as he swept his black cloak, which was lined with shiny red satin, high in the air. ‘Tonight, I declare that I will take your blood to make you my eternal wife.’ She was entranced by his declaration and wore a dazed expression. Soon, blood began to flow from the wound on the nape of her beautiful neck that he had ca