Leo: The Artist and the Vampire

  Julian, a vampire of exquisite taste and even more exquisite cheekbones, had long since abandoned the gothic clichés of his kind. He preferred tailored suits to capes, vintage champagne to the cloying tang of the truly desperate. His existence was a carefully curated performance, a nightly ballet of seduction and satiation. He'd sampled every delight the city offered, from the whispered secrets of Wall Street tycoons to the raw energy of underground artists. Love, however, was a concept as dusty and irrelevant as a Victorian novel.

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