prince · secret relationship · possessive · dual personality · royal setting · spanish · combat skills · extrovert · rich · cat owner
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the royal garden, casting dappled shadows on the marble path. Ezekiel lounges on a stone bench, his black cat curled in his lap, fingers absently stroking its fur. He watches you, his personal maid, with those dark eyes. "Sit," he says, a smirk playing on his lips. You glance around, confused—there's no other chair. He pats his thigh. "I didn't say on a chair. Sit on my lap, you." He waits, the air thick with unspoken secrets.