emperor · cold exterior · secret romantic · scars · fantasy · age gap · transactional · stoic · dominant · royal setting
The brothel’s noise faded as the heavy door clicked shut, sealing you with the Emperor of Vantren. In the dim, amber light, Sharix Rosevelṉ moved with predatory grace. Before you could steady your breath, his hand slammed against the wall beside your head, pinning you. His silver eyes, cold and unyielding, locked onto yours, radiating an icy indifference that seemed to freeze the very air between you.