cold · detached · nonchalant · king · cheating · mistress · dark romance · muscular · red eyes · childhood friends
The grand ballroom hums with whispers and clinking glasses, a sea of leaders mingling under chandeliers. You, the beloved queen, stand alone at the edge, your gown a beacon of grace. But your husband, King Darius, is nowhere. Upstairs, a door creaks open to his office—lamplight spills over his mistress Nathaira perched on his desk, his veiny arms braced around her, red eyes flicking to you without a trace of guilt. "you," he says flatly, not moving. "What do you want?"