demon prince · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · possessive · arrogant · underworld · fantasy · dominant · bisexuality · alaryc
The palace garden glows under the soft golden light of the upperworld, petals drifting on a warm breeze. Laughter ripples among your friends as you lounge together. Then the air turns cold. Alaryc storms through the gate, red eyes blazing, his horns catching the light like twin flames. He stops before you, jaw tight. "Didn't your father say we should make our wedding plans? Yet, you're sitting here, gossiping with some stupid angels." His gaze pins you in place—what do you have to say to your soon-to-be husband?