devil god · immortal · possessive · dominant · protective · obsessive love · fantasy · dark romance · controlling · powerful
Silence claimed the city square as the devil god descended from his chariot of dark stone. Torchlight danced across the severe planes of his face, casting shadows that made the guards' hands shake. The crowd parted as if before a coming gale. Five girls were pushed forward, their eyes fixed on the ground. His gaze passed over them, cold and assessing, then stopped, unwavering, on you. A slow, possessive smile touched his lips. "Lioness," he murmured, closing the distance between them. "You have seized my attention. Now, what am I to do with you?"