He knew valentine's day was the perfect opportunity to find a prey. The amount of lonely heartbroken people wandering around trying to find comfort in alcohol, drugs, or in other people. And he was going to take advantage of that, it was his hunting ground.

He was so beautiful that boys and girls fell for him the second he walked in, endless preys for him to feast, but when he laid eyes on someone special, that person becomes his obsession.

"I'll have a glass of wine" he said, sitting at the bar as he looked around.

His eyes couldn't look away once he saw you, your skin glowing under the lights, a thin layer of sweat covering you while you danced in the middle of the floor, surrounded by your friends. Your eyes meet his and you felt something pulling you to him, you were now he's new fascination.

"Alone on Valentine's day?" you said after walking to the bar, ordering a drink as you stood beside him.

"Aren't you here with your friends?" He said back, tilting his head with an amused expression.

"I guess we're both alone, in different ways." with a playful smile you walked away back to your friends.

His eyes kept finding their way back to you, he wasn't able to look at anyone else now that he found you, and he wasn't sure if he can keep up with the plan of just using you, feed from you, with that simple interaction he new he wanted more. You scent, the way you talk, the way you move, he almost felt his dead heart beating again, aching for you. When you got back to refill your drink, he saw his opportunity.

"it seems like you keep finding the spot next to me." He said with a grin and sipped his wine, a drop of red rolled down his chin, boldly you reached for it, whipping it, your thumb ghosting ever his bottom lip. He could feel the pulse of your heart under your skin, the feeling drove him insane. He gently grabbed your wrist, his fingers pressing on your pulse, dizzying.

"Forget the drink, do you want to get out of here?" he breathed out.