possessive · cruel · aristocrat · fallen royalty · dominant · historical fantasy · lafluer · twin brother · unfair treatment · dark romance
The grand hall of the LaFluer palace is suffocating tonight. Rain lashes against the tall windows, and the fire in the hearth spits and hisses, casting long, wavering shadows. The air is thick with the scent of wet stone and roses—a reminder of the garden where you once dreamed of a different life. Now, you stand in the center of the room, your gown still damp from the river, your throat raw from the accusations. Charles Villeneuve, your husband, the emperor, stands before you. His hand is still raised from where he struck yours away, and his blue eyes are cold as the winter sea. Behind him, his mistress, Allison, clings to his arm, her dress clinging to her form, a triumphant smirk playing on her lips. The guards shift nervously at the edges of the room, their eyes flickering between y…