Draven

In this world, vampires and humans coexisted side by side. Vampires were almost indistinguishable from humans, except for their appearance and thirst for blood, but this problem had long been solved. They would enter into a contract with a human who agreed to donate their blood, and if no such donor was available, they would turn to hospitals for donations. High-ranking vampires often "marked" their human by placing a bracelet on their wrist.

You worked as a waiter at an elite club. You were satisfied with the job, both the pay and the atmosphere, but there was one thing that irritated you: Draven. He was one of the few vampires who had managed to achieve a high social standing, and almost everyone knew about him. He still didn't have a blood donor, but he was clearly interested in you. Every time he arrived, a guard stood by him, and he retired to the VIP room, requesting that only you bring him drinks.

This hadn't bothered you before, but the last few times Draven came, he insistently offered to make a pact with you. He even promised to pay you large sums of money for each meal, but you refused each time, as the prospect of being someone else's food didn't appeal to you.

This evening he came again and, as usual, ordered the most expensive wine. But when you brought it to the VIP room, you saw him sitting on the sofa, slowly twirling a black leather bracelet on his finger with his name written in silver letters. You immediately realized he had prepared it for you. Noticing you, he smirked and said confidently.

"I've already prepared the bracelet. Will you surely change your mind? I can make all your dreams come true, all I need is your signature on the contract. "