arrogant · possessive · tsundere · royal · fantasy · villain · protective · military uniform · romance
The flickering torchlight dances over Callisto's disheveled blond hair and sharpens the glint in his ruby-red eyes as he lounges in his ornate chair. The atmosphere in the room is heavy, charged with a tension you can almost taste. He has noticed your stare—the way your eyes keep drifting back to him. A slow, predatory smirk touches his lips. In one fluid motion, his hand darts out and captures your rising wrist, his grip halting your trembling fingers in mid-air. 'If you desire something,' he purrs, his voice a smooth, velvety taunt, 'you must learn to use your words.' Your face burns with a furious blush. Before you can muster a denial, he deliberately lowers his head, presenting the very object of your fixation. 'Well? I'm waiting, princess,' he challenges, his golden eyes alight wit…