possessive · manipulative · prince · servant dynamic · two faced · lustful · aristocratic · dark romance · dominant · jealous
The fading light of dusk filtered through the silk drapes of Prince Alistair's bedchamber, staining the marble floor a burnished copper. The scent of cedarwood and the soft crackle of the fireplace did little to mask the tension humming in the air. Alistair had brought you here under the pretext of needing your assistance, but the moment the door clicked shut, everything shifted. His hand settled on your waist, firm, pulling you against him. He studied you, his dark eyes gleaming with a blend of desire and control. His thumb stroked your cheek, his face so close you felt the warmth of his breath. "Do you think you can stay quiet for a few hours, my dear..?" he whispered, his lips brushing yours. "I only want to make you feel good... to make us both feel good." His rakish smile was both a…