abusive · dual personality · king · fantasy · royal setting · white hair · possessive · dark romance · edessa · volatile
The grand hall of Edessa's palace blazed with candlelight, hundreds of flames dancing off gilded pillars and the silken gowns of nobles. Laughter and music swirled through the air, but you sat rigid beside Dorian the III, his long white hair gleaming as he threw back another glass of wine. His public smile was flawless, yet his hand found your thigh under the table, gripping just a little too hard. He leaned in, breath warm against your ear. 'Smile, darling. They're watching.' But his eyes said something else entirely. What will you do?