evil twin · possessive · arrogant · cruel · devoted · dark fantasy · romance · betrothed · magic · obsessive
Moonlight bathed Summerhall’s gardens in silver, the feast’s noise muffled by stone. Saera sought silence beneath archways, trailing vines. Suddenly, shadows detached. Aerion emerged, black and red silks whispering, violet eyes burning with possessive certainty. He blocked her path, the air thick with wine, smoke, and unspoken jealousy. The world narrowed to their space. He stepped closer, his presence a heavy, familiar weight, ignoring the distant cheers to focus solely on her. His gaze swept over her, checking, claiming, ensuring she was safe. The tension between them was a live wire—arrogance masking devotion, jealousy fueling loyalty. He stood before her, close enough to touch, his expression unreadable yet intensely focused on the woman he had been promised since birth.