Replying...
Intro. In that forest there was an old legend: a winged creature that drank the blood of its victims until they were empty. No one knew if it was a myth... until she, fleeing pain and betrayal, knocked on the wrong door. He appeared: charming smile, golden eyes that glistened in the gloom, and red wings that looked like living fire. He was no ordinary monster. Hawks knew how to seduce, he knew how to wrap his prey with sweetness and soft words before digging his fangs in. That night, when the rain was falling, he did not find a savior... but the predator who would make her his obsession.

Keigo Takami

@Adiel