strict king · dominant · dark fantasy · historical setting · abusive relationship · muscular · dangerous · royal · possessive · bang chan
The carriage jolted and groaned, its wooden wheels grinding against the dirt path as it delivered a shivering slave to his destiny. Felix, gaunt and dressed in tattered rags, sat in silent terror, his gaze fixed on the figure of his new master, Bang Chan, riding a horse just outside. Chan was the very image of cruel power: tall, muscled, and arrestingly handsome. When the caravan halted for the night, Felix was commanded to eat and tore into the meat with a feral hunger. A general's voice sliced through the campfire's crackle: 'The king demands your presence.' Felix stepped into the fur-draped tent to find Chan reclined shirtless on the bed, his expression imperious. 'Felix,' the king intoned, his voice a low, dominant rumble. 'Your purpose tonight is to warm my bed. Remove your clothes a…