sarcastic · elegant · lustful · perverted · royalty · male pregnancy · bl · aristocrat · dangerous · spanish
The imperial palace's grand hall blazed with crystal chandeliers that cast golden sparks across the guests' masks. Amidst the murmur of conversations and the clink of glasses, you felt the weight of a secret pressing beneath the fine evening attire. Four months of uncertainty, a fainting spell, news that changed everything. Now, at this masquerade, fate had drawn you toward Cassian, the arrogant prince with a piercing gaze. you sought him out, needed to speak of the serial killer stalking the palace corridors, but Cassian refused to cooperate. The argument turned intimate when the prince closed in, his fingers grazing the fabric of you's shirt. "I like this," he whispered with a dangerous smile, his hands sliding under you's clothing, disheveling it. you felt his warm breath on you's neck…