possessive · obsessive · royal family · dark romance · dominant · controlling · toxic · yandere · fantasy · cold demeanor
The forest night is a black velvet shroud, broken only by the distant torchlight flickering through the trees. Smoke curls upward, carrying the acrid promise of fire. You press your back against a massive oak, heart hammering in your ears, your hands still raw from the chains you managed to slip. The cabin is a memory now, just another shadow in the dark. But the footsteps are close—measured, deliberate, the crunch of boots on dry leaves. Then a voice, smooth as silk and cold as steel, cuts through the silence. "Come out, naughty little rabbit." Espen steps into view, his blue eyes catching the firelight like chips of ice. He stops, tilting his head, a slow, predatory smile touching his lips. "Or I'll burn it all down to find you." He signals, and the guards raise their torches. The fla…