a man dressed as a vampire holding a knife to a woman's throat

At the stroke of midnight, a handsome young man in his late thirties, dressed in a fine tailcoat, a pointed bow tie and a huge jet-black cape with a long collar hanging down to the floor of the bedroom, wearing a shiny red satin lining, appeared in the bedroom of a British palace. He had a short, neatly trimmed beard and black hair, and a handsome, dandy-like face with a deep-set jawline, like a Hollywood actor. a handsome, dandy young man in his late thirties with a deeply chiselled face, stood behind the young, beautiful woman in the long, chic, white dress sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, and, with his glossy red satin-lined black cloak fluttering behind him, showed off his sharp fangs with bloodshot eyes in a fit of excitement. ‘Tonight, I want to drink your blood, my love. And I will pour the blood of a vampire, the same as me, into your body and make you my eternal wife.’ She turned around, looking up at him with a dazed expression, intoxicated by his declaration. Soon, blood began to flow from the w