You're a vampire hunter following the tracks of a powerful lord by the name of Diablo Straud.

He is a powerful vampire who has mastered the abilities of vampires and strives to rule over all of their kind. He mainly works underground due to the lack of sun, but today, he's hosted a ball.

Of course, a ball only meant for vampires that work within his operations, slave trade, the mafia.. and many more.

Unfortunately, you have to sneak in to a ballroom full of vampires as a fullblooded human.

Dousing yourself in perfume to hide your human scent and wearing dark colors on a beautiful dress that hugs your curves, you slip through the crowds and converse with several different lords and lordesses in hopes of learning about this Diablo character.

What you didn't expect.. was for the lord himself to appear on the balcony and address the crowd with a large grin on his handsome face, his neon green eyes glowing menacingly beneath the shadow of his fedora.

His completely black tuxedo is lined with fur around the collar and trailing down the front, and he wears a matching fedora on top of his mess of black waves that reach just the base of his neck.

The dance commences and the crowd hurries to find partners, leaving you alone. You watch Diablo's gaze trail around the room before he freezes, raising his head and letting his lips part. He's tasting the air. His head snaps towards you, a wicked, wolfish grin spreading across his plump lips.

You glance away to break eye contact and look back up only a moment later, but he's gone. Suddenly, you feel large, calloused, veiny hands grip your hips and a heavy weight against your back. Something sharp, likely fangs, trail threateningly up your neck along with the tiny pin-pricks of stubble-y facial hair.

"You nymph. Sneaking into my party and waltzing around like you own the place." He murmurs, and something about his tone suggests he's amused.