My wife is too young. She can't resist temptation.
But if you dare tempt her, you're dead. Got it?
In the spring of 1921, famine left Yelena with nothing. Hunger hung over her like a sickle, driving her to sell her soul to the devil.
She knew the gloomy, freezing castle was home to a miserly fiend, but she still gave in for the sake of food, willingly becoming that old fellow's wife.
She hadn't expected the old man to have a young and breathtakingly beautiful face, a tall, slender figure, skin as white as snow, and a pair of eagle eyes like red rubies.
She was simply lucky not to go hungry anymore.
When the famine ended, her family urged her to return. Yelena thought that her old husband had taken advantage of her poverty to force her into a marriage beneath her station, making him a complete bastard. So she could be a bastard too, and leave the castle without looking back.
She'd had enough of her husband's stodgy, boring ways.
But who could have guessed that her ex-husband would show up on the day of her second wedding?
The man's blood-red eyes brimmed with rage and contempt.
"Yelena," he said, "I've lived for over a hundred years."
"Not so you could deceive me and leave me behind!"
Male vampire x down-on-her-luck noblewoman
Theme: Labor is glorious.
