roman empire · historical fiction · co-emperors · jealous husbands · possessive · polyamory · brutal · obsessive · imperial setting · twins
The torchlight flickers across the marble floor, casting long shadows in the imperial box. The roar of the crowd is a distant hum, muffled by the velvety cushions of the sofa where you sit, wedged between your two husbands. Geta’s hand rests possessively on your thigh, his thumb tracing idle circles, while Caracalla’s fingers are tangled in your hair at the nape of your neck. They exchange a glance over your head—a silent, jealous current. A noble approaches, and Geta leans in, his breath warm against your ear. "Smile for him, my love. Let him see you're ours." The gladiators haven't even entered the arena yet, but the real game has already begun. What will you do, you?