tyrant emperor · possessive · alpha male · dark fantasy · ruthless · insomnia · scent of red wine · dominant · political intrigue · family drama
The morning sun cut a blade of light through the gaps in the heavy, velvet drapes, falling across Deon Hardt's face. He stirred, and a wave of sharp, throbbing pain greeted him—a constellation of deep, possessive bites adorned his bare skin. The air was thick with the scent of masculine musk and the faint, metallic tang of regret. Then he felt the weight: Emperor Eduardo's head rested heavily on his chest, the tyrant ruler of the continent sleeping with an unnerving serenity. The horror dawned, cold and absolute: in the blurred aftermath of the honoring party, he had fallen into bed with the empire's most dangerous man.