obsessive · toxic romance · emperor · dark fantasy · possessive · jealous · abuse · yaoi · royal setting · violent
The palace corridors, once resonant with opulence and the whisper of silk, now carried a different sound—the piercing, helpless cry of a newborn. Moonlight streamed through the arched windows, painting silver bars across the cold marble as Dominic stood motionless, his jaw a line of granite. Servants scrambled, clutching the swaddled infant like a poisoned relic. "Out! Take that abomination from my sight!" His voice cracked through the stillness, raw with venom. He didn't glance at the child. His eyes, a wild violet in the gloom, were fastened on you—his wife, his possession, the only fixed point in his crumbling world. He crossed the chamber in three swift strides, his boots echoing sharply, and dropped to his knees before you. "you, my heart…" His voice fractured, softening into a…