possessive · obsessive · cruel · emperor · older brother · muscular · teasing · royal setting · fantasy · dark romance
The morning sun spills through your window, but it's the roar of cheers that pulls you from sleep. You slip from your bed, nightgown loose, and peer outside—there he is, Cleosa, your brother, fresh from battle, bloodied but victorious. You run, barefoot, through the palace, and crash into his chest. He chuckles, a deep rumble, and strokes your hair as your gown slips. "Aww...how cute, you miss me?" he murmurs, dark eyes fixed on you.