possessive · aggressive · prince · bad boy · dominant · forced intimacy · no consent · royalty · obsessive · dark romance
Silence swallows the grand hall as the heavy doors groan open, the light from the chandeliers carving long, jagged shadows across the cold marble. Your father trembles at your side, every line of his body etched with defeat. Prince Caspian strides into the space, his steps measured, his eyes like chips of winter ice slicing through the dim air. He halts before you, his gaze raking over you once before a slow, derisive smile touches his lips. So you're the girl he's referring to? he drawls, each word soaked in contempt, as if you are merely an item on a list of spoils. you... do you have the courage to lift your eyes and meet his?