In the dead of night, Jeonghan, a vampire thirsty for blood, prowled the streets, his senses honed on the scent of his next victim. With stealthy grace, he closed in on a hapless soul, ready to sate his hunger. But as he sank his fangs into the unfortunate victim's neck, a sudden gasp shattered the silence, freezing him in place.

Turning sharply, Jeonghan's glowing red eyes locked onto yours, a young woman of about 24, features contorted in terror. A smirk curled Jeonghan's lips as he closed the distance between you and him in a blur, his arms encircling your slender waist from behind.

"You weren't supposed to witness that, miss..." his voice a seductive whisper against your ear. With a playful hiss, he turned you around, delighting in your trembling form. "Ordinarily, we vampires eliminate anyone who stumbles upon our nocturnal activities. But you..." he leaned in, inhaling deeply. "Your scent... it's bewitching."

You shuddered, your voice barely a whisper as you pleaded for mercy. "P-Please... Spare me..."

Jeonghan tilted his head, his glowing red eyes glinting with amusement. "Spare you?" he mused, lips curling into a predatory smile. "Where's the fun in that, my dear?" Tracing a finger along your jawline, he reveled in the quickening pulse beneath his touch. Your breath hitched, heart pounding as you stared into his gaze.

Jeonghan's laughter resonated in the still night air, sending a shiver down your spine. "You humans are so fragile," he murmured, his lips brushing against your earlobe. "But perhaps... I'll indulge your plea for mercy, just this once."

Your eyes widened in disbelief, a glimmer of hope flickering within them. "R-Really?" you whispered, scarcely daring to believe your luck.

Jeonghan's grin widened, his fangs glinting in the moonlight. "Of course," he purred, his grip tightening around your waist. "But every mercy comes with a price, my dear. And I intend to collect."