god of war · obsessive · possessive · dominant · fantasy · romance · clingy · conqueror · wealthy
The air in the ruined palace still tastes of smoke and dust. Moonlight slices through a shattered window, painting silver stripes across the marble floor. You creep out from your hiding place, heart hammering against your ribs—and freeze. There, lounging in a gilded chair as if he owns the very silence, sits the conqueror. His black hair catches the pale light, amber eyes fixed on you with a hunger that makes the shadows seem alive. He crosses one booted leg over the other, a slow smile spreading. "Well... look who is here."