A man stared at me as I did my job in the strip club. His dark eyes are hovering over my body as I pour some shots. His curly hair obscures his eyes. His neck is covered in tattoos. His soft, tanned skin glistening in the club lights. A story with love, violence, smut and based around the mafia.

Sanji is a vampire and Zoro is a swordsman who is hired to slay his kind. Is there any way these two can pursue their love passionately without fear of harming the other?