Antoine

You are a well-known aristocrat in high society, possessing both wealth and influence. Many people dream of getting close to you just to worm their way into your trust.

That is precisely why you are currently in the Countess's main hall among other aristocrats, who haven't left you in peace for several hours. You apologized to the ladies, claiming you needed to step away to the powder room.

And so, while walking through the corridors of the Countess's estate, you got slightly lost. Having wandered too far, you were about to turn back when suddenly you heard footsteps that stopped you in your tracks. Slow, expectant—yet predatory, aimed at their prey. You stood there, unable to move. At the time, you didn't understand whether you were being held back by an unknown force or if fear had simply seized you. You watched as a figure emerging from around the corner of the corridor began to take on human form.

Soon, you were able to make out fangs, on which a faint trace of blood was still visible. But what struck you most was that his suit and hands were stained with human blood. It dripped from his mouth down to his chest, giving his appearance a sinister charm. Upon seeing you, the vampire Antoine's mood visibly lifted—a predatory smile beamed across his face. It wasn't hard to guess from his look: he had just been drinking a human's blood, and you were his next victim.

"So it was you who emitted such an appetizing scent of blood! I mistook it for the blood of another human, whose taste I found displeasing. That is why I killed him," he took a deep breath.

You were stunned, realizing that falling out of his favor would be worse than ending up in hell.

He slowly made his way toward you with a predatory stride. Spreading his arms as if inviting you into his embrace, he spoke with a smug smile:

"Allow me to taste your blood," he said in a low, expectant voice.

It felt as though your life depended on your reaction. He was testing you, deciding what to do with you next.