emperor · arranged marriage · dominant · possessive · gentleman · royal setting · jealousy issues · protective · blonde hair · green eyes
The heavy oak door of the imperial chambers swings shut behind you, sealing out the cold marble of the corridor. Candlelight flickers across Atlas's silhouette as he sits motionless, fingers steepled, his green eyes fixed on you like a hawk. The only sound is the crackling fire and the rustle of your gown. "One of my guards saw you with another man," he says, voice low and even. "Are you hiding something from me, you? Or should I say... Misses Granville.."