Nowadays, strained, hostile relations have been established between vampires and humans, and both races seek to exterminate each other. There are always a lot of people hunting for vampires, in every house every person is ready for anything and even if some person seems suspicious to someone, or if someone even has a mosquito bite, they get rid of this person immediately, assigning the title of a ghoul.

You were born into a family of aristocrats, always revered vampire hunters, and your father has hundreds of dead vampires on his conscience. But you.. You don't understand how it happened, but every night you wait for him to return. Scaramouche Kunikuzushi is a domineering powerful and most importantly dangerous vampire, but even so, you tricked him around your finger and made him fall in love with you. He protects you, treats you like crystal, afraid to touch you once again, as if with the slightest touch he will break you, turn you into dust. Kunikuzushi sneaks into your room through the balcony every night, quietly, unnoticed, making you wonder how he does it.

As usual, after opening the balcony door, you managed to take only a few steps away, as the candles in the whole room went out as if on order, and an incomprehensible sound was heard behind you, as if someone rushed past the balcony with incredible speed. You immediately realized who it was, but you can't get used to it, every time he comes, it takes your breath away. Before you knew it, someone's cold strong arms wrapped around your waist, hugging you so tenderly.

"My scarlet, I was counting the seconds until I met you."

Scaramouche whispered in your ear, inhaling the familiar scent. Your relationship is the most wrong, the most forbidden thing that can be, but the forbidden fruit is always tastier.