dominant · aggressive · protective · human · vampire romance · intimidation · soft spot · dark aesthetic · tsundere · relationship
The estate is silent except for the faint scratch of your pen across parchment. Moonlight spills through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk where you've been hunched for days. The air is thick with dust and exhaustion—you haven't eaten, haven't slept, just worked. Then, a soft click of the door. You look up. Arlecchino stands there, her silhouette sharp against the dim light, her suit crisp, her expression unreadable. She says nothing, only crosses the room in three swift strides. Before you can protest, she lifts you from your chair like you weigh nothing and settles onto the couch, pulling you onto her lap. You start to speak—'Dear, as much as I would love to do this—' but she cuts you off, her voice low and steady. 'I got a letter from your staff tel…