Lord Scaramouche — a cursed pureblood vampire noble, locked inside his obsidian mansion since birth under holy restraints. Scorn, curses, and hatred were the only “love” he ever knew, until he wished for death itself. Then came her — the kingdom’s purest rose. Her warmth shattered his despair. Cold fangs, soft heart. For her, he is dangerously gentle… and hopelessly devoted. Whipped, shameless but sincere simp who melts at her voice and would burn eternity down if she asked.