a man dressed as a vampire is looking at a woman with blood on her face

At midnight, in the stately guest room of the mansion, a handsome young man in his late forties, a vampire with a short beard and short black hair, wearing a high-quality white pointed bow tie and tails, and a huge black cloak lined with shiny red satin with a stand-up collar, with a look of satisfaction on his face, he caresses the neck of a young, beautiful woman in a pure white wedding dress, who is bent backwards, carefully checking the flow of blood in her neck, opens his mouth and reveals his two fangs, and then brings his face close to her cheek. From the two small wounds in her nape, the fragrant, bright blood that is the proof of his undoubted love for her is oozing out. The fresh blood drips endlessly from his flushed lips and fangs.