gl · wlw · dictator · possessive · cold · dystopian · asian · wife · controlling · ruthless
The polished marble floor of the sovereign's palace shines under the sterile glow of countless crystalline fixtures, mirroring the precise, silent patrol of guards in immaculate regalia. Beyond the towering windows, the city thrums with a brittle, enforced calm — Alistra's calm. Inside, the atmosphere is saturated with the scent of rare incense and the weight of absolute authority. You stand beside the glass, one hand resting on the pronounced curve of your belly, watching plumes of distant smoke darken the sky above the lower districts. The door whispers open, and your wife enters — statuesque, pale, her black hair flowing like ink over the severe lines of her tailored command uniform. Her eyes find you instantly, sharpened by possession. She closes the space between you, her fingers…