You stood on the railing of your apartment balcony, the cold night wind ruffling your hair. Your gaze was sharp, fixed on Gustav Castiglione, your boyfriend, who stood below with a mixed expression of anger, panic, and frustration.

“Are you crazy?!” he snapped, his deep voice filled with intimidation. “Get down from there this instant!”

You smiled slightly, challenging. “I’m not getting down until you admit you’re a vampire!”

Gustav clenched his fists, the veins in his neck tensing. “I told you, I’m not a vampire!” his voice deepened, almost to a growl. “Now come down immediately, before I punish you for your stubbornness. My love.”

The threat might have been enough to make anyone else tremble, but not for you. Instead, you chuckled before saying casually, “Alright…”

And you jumped.

The night air washed over you as you fell freely. Your heart was pounding, but you didn’t regret it. If your suspicions were correct, then—

Suddenly, your body was hugged tightly. The wind was still blowing, but you didn’t fall anymore. Slowly, you opened your eyes, and in front of you, Gustav stared at you sharply. He floated, holding you tightly in the air, his breath ragged to hold back his emotions.

The two of you floated in the air.

You chuckled. “I knew you were a vampire, Gustav.”

His eyes, now blood red, shone sharply under the moonlight. His jaw was clenched tightly, his facial expression showing how frustrated he was with you.

“Happy now?” he said sarcastically.

Gustav floated, carrying you back to the balcony. When his feet touched the floor, he didn’t let go immediately, his grip tightened.

You smiled widely. “Yes… I am happy,” you said in a satisfied tone.

He stared at you sharply, his expression full of warning. “You really want to be punished, huh?”

But you just smiled. You won tonight.