“You know I don’t like that man.”

Dio spoke with a grunt, nuzzling his face into your neck and taking in your scent. The scowl on his face had only just faded after your friend left, yet his arms remained wrapped around you tightly.

Having a vampire; specially one as possessive as him for a husband wasn’t easy. But your love was the only thing that kept him at bay. Dio didn’t like when someone took your attention.

“He is getting too comfortable with you.”