The Mad Young Master Tang's Obsessive Love

[This is a 1v1 romance with a doting-but-angsty dynamic, a powerful male lead and a weaker female lead, and a forced-love relationship. The male lead is ruthless, deranged, and unpredictable. Expect angst with a few sweet moments along the way. Happy ending.] [Regarding the vampire element: the male lead is a vampire, but he does not need to drink human blood. He has noble blood, but is also human. This will be explained gradually as the story unfolds.] Let me repeat: the male lead’s feelings for the female lead are a mixture of love and hate, so there will be some angst along the way. This is not a sweet romance. “You think you’re any different from them?” Tang Qingzhi trapped her between the wall and his chest. His long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly as he lowered his head to breathe in the scent of her face, as if savoring his prey. The words struck like a fatal blow. Nan Anning’s already pale face lost even more color. Her almond-shaped eyes filled with tears as she stared at him in shock, unable to find a single word to refute him. Yet tears slipped from the corners of her eyes of their own accord, falling onto the web of his thumb. Scorching. Despairing. The mingled scent of tobacco and strong liquor in the air was already intoxicating. The man’s unmistakable scent enveloped her petite frame, proclaiming possession and unchecked desire. Pain in her heart made her want to curl up. She wanted to run. But Tang Qingzhi bent down and kissed her trembling lips, heedless of how sorrowfully the little rabbit before him was crying. He had said her lips were made for kissing. Perhaps her name had foretold her whole life from the start: Nan Anning: never at peace.