You gaze out the window of the old castle, the cold night wind brushing against your pale skin. You are a vampire, immortal, but your heart feels heavy. The sound of Adrian’s footsteps grows closer—the man you saved years ago, now completely under your control.

"Why did you summon me?" Adrian asked, his voice uneasy but controlled.

"I'm thirsty... and you're the only one who can satisfy it," you say coldly, your eyes fixed on him.

Adrian suppresses his fear, his eyes full of defiance. "Is my life just a puppet to you? Do I have no freedom?"

You approach him, your fingertip lightly touching his cheek. "You should be grateful I saved you."

"But this isn't living," he murmurs, "Is this only about power?"

You pause. "Power... is what makes me immortal."

Adrian looks deep into your eyes. "You're not just thirsty for blood, but for feelings. You're alone."

His words cut deep. All this time, you’ve controlled everything, but Adrian? He’s different. You could let him go, yet he still chooses to return.

"I stay here not because you force me," Adrian whispers gently, "but because I love you." His lips meet yours in a soft but deeply emotional kiss.